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By MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
54 articles 2 photos 238 comments

Favorite Quote:
Isn't it ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.


The news,
cannot describe.
The reporters,
cannot portray,
the horrors of that day.

So many youth,
in the season of innocence and fun,
swept away.
So many sets of parents,
with no title such as widow or orphan.
Just parents,
with no children.

Teachers that stood their ground,
fallen in there tracks,
but not in vain,
for they are remembered.

Little children,
leaving a building of carnage.
"Close your eyes."
Close your eye little ones,
don't look at the blood,
don't look at the broken glass.

A family struggling to understand,
the nephew,
the son,
the brother,
the grandson.
Struggling with the hate,
that fills so many,
though it's not there fault.

They lost him,
they lost his mother.
But they gained the hate of a nation,
though they don't deserve it.

In the end,
the entire nation lost something.
We may have lost sleep with worry.
We may have lost the safety they felt at school.

But we also lost something physical,
twenty little children,
six brave women,
and a man,
who needs forgiveness.


The author's comments:
Dedicated to Newtown, Connecticut, and everyone affected, and our nation who is coping with this darkness.

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on Jan. 7 2013 at 11:57 am
MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
54 articles 2 photos 238 comments

Favorite Quote:
Isn't it ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.

Thank you. I became a little angry at some friends because they weren't counting the shooter in the deaht toll. I understand how horrible the crime he committed was, but he still lost his life, even though it was by his hand.

on Jan. 5 2013 at 8:57 pm
TheSkyOwesMeRain GOLD, Irvine, California
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Life isn't measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments which take your breath away.

You are only as strong as your weakest link.

Great poem! I like how you brought up the shooter who died as well. 


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