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Virginia Tech Massacre

Bodies hit the floor like raindrops, Drops not numbered just seen, Falling one after the other, Falling down, They hit the ground and dissipate, Not there for long, Why is not known, But the bodies hit the floor one after the other, Like rain in a storm, Not numbered just seen. Then gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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