For you columbine high With masks we always hide our face For no good reason Just for race It's terrifying how our world is How we're all scared of kids It's horrible how we've come so far This generation leaves a scar Our suit of life now has a crease For you all, may there be peace
Reason for writing:
The blood shed that day was more than we could take. Imagine how those people felt. The pain of losing their brother or sister. You can't help but cry when you realy think about it. For there are no real answers to explain what happened. But the feelings you have in your mind can define it.
Birth sign: Libra
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