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Blood, Guns, And “Forget Me Nots”
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underoath300 PM
A poem inspired by the latest school shooting.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Drama - Words: 134 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 03-22-05 - id: 1865509
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Hearts don't bleed,

They cry.

Hearts don't bleed,

They cry…

I saw the front page today…

What you said just took my breath away.

I can only imagine how you feel,

Though one thing is for certain… this all seems unreal.

I know now that nowhere is safe…

What kind of sick pig takes lives away?

Of his grandpa,

And hour classmates?

So forget about tomorrow to come,

Cause for me it never did…

I was just sitting in the classroom,

Then I got shot a bunch of times by this kid.

And I guess what happens happens, but I wish it didn't happen to me…

Now I'm in hell, and I can't heal my broken family….

Hearts don't bleed,

They cry…

Hearts' don't bleed-

They cry……..

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