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Lost trails
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Bloods and bullets aren't the ones they want to eat.
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Those end in the ashes of now whimpering street,
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Now buried under the land of defeat.
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Gone in the mountains of the cartridge feat,
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Lost in the cliff edge of chastity pit,
Trace the trails of their little feet,
traversing the borderline for safety and retreat.
(Tribute to all the children in times of war...💔)
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© livenrose
Bloods and bullets aren't the ones they want to eat.
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Those end in the ashes of now whimpering street,
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Now buried under the land of defeat.
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Gone in the mountains of the cartridge feat,
Trace the trails of their little feet,
Lost in the cliff edge of chastity pit,
Trace the trails of their little feet,
traversing the borderline for safety and retreat.
(Tribute to all the children in times of war...💔)
bg: Pinterest
© livenrose
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