A thousand yard stare
Enemy aware
A family who misses their son
No child they can find
He's locked in his mind
The product of Uncle Sam's fun
No hope no help
No halcyon high
Timmy just cracked
There was no turning back
He never told his family good bye
A thanksgiving feast
No family of peace
It was the day Timmy chose to die
And you wonder why
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