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They never knew
Pain and fear defined his life
Never free from the torment of those he once called friends
Lost all sight of faith and hope
No one will accept his heartfelt amends
He made a mistake one he can't change
Now he fights to survive just one more day
He tells himself that there has to be more than this pain
There has to be another way
One day after school, he comes home
Broken and beaten, his eyes full of pain
He blames himself, if only he could have known
Shame and guilt have him locked in unseen chains
One night he makes a decision
Never again will he be the object of their jeers
He wipes away the tears that blur his vision
Tomorrow will be the end; never again will he shed a tear
He walks into school, everything seems normal
No one sees the gun he carries under his jacket
Everyone walks about their business, not paying attention
To this boy filled with rage and unimaginable pain
Suddenly the hall is filled with screams
Shots ring out into the air
No one expected this could happen, not even in their dreams
This burden was too much for this boy to bare
It all seems to be over
Teachers rush into the hall to see what had happened
To see the damage that had been done
Why this had started
They rush to the bodies of four students
All shot without a hint of mercy
Lying beside them with the gun in his hand
Is the one who had shot them, with a bullet in his chest
No one could have known the hell he'd been through
If only they'd known, there might have been something they could do
But he never breathed a word of what he's been put through
Now it's too late, no one ever knew

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