Gunnssss

Guns Don't Kill People 

Guns Don't Kill People 

People kill People 

Repeat it again

Repeat it again

That gun is your frienddd

Baby Tommy plays with his toy guns shooting Sara in the head but their just having fun

Josh keeps his glock on his side, in case the pussy boys from the gang downtown want get buckk wildddd

Sentor looks to the side and checks on his million dollar home from the high tech security camera he just put in. While the 100th school shooting victim parent talks about the nightmares and emtional damage they can't handle.  

Lisa picks up her daddys gun, she is only 3 and is curious about everything pulls back the clip to watch the gun go *bam*

Mark is bullied everyday at school, he goes to his parents and teachers they say "ignore them". But the pain has already eatten his soul and Mark just wants to let gooo. 

Guns Don't Kill People 

Guns Don't Kill People 

People kill People 

Repeat it again

Repeat it again

That gun is your frienddd

 

 

 

 

 

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Our world

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