Heero

Silence is my language.
No one is my friend.
together we do chores
That never seem to end.

Oh, they're really nothing special
Just some tasks to do:
Blow up a coupl buildings,
And an assassination or two.

I've grown up with the killiing.
I've grownup with the death.
I've grown up never knowing
A Tom or Sue or Beth.

Maybe if I knew,
Maybe then I'd cry
And wish and wish and wish
That they didn't have to die.

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