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School Shootings

By , wilmington, DE
Droplets of crimson blood
Tragedy, sorrow, tears-salted
School halls are silenced now
Yet continue to shriek in terror

He hid himself from the rude world
Plotted, and sought revenge
He’d gaze into their eyes
He’d See fear and see sadness
Just as they liked to see in him

Despair and rage were on both
sides of the gun
It makes you wonder
Who is the victim?
Who is the bully?

Whichever point of view you take
Those halls will forever shriek





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