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The last

As they kiss their parents good bye not nowing it will be the last 
as they call their parents names not knowing it would be the last 
As the parents kiss their child thinking they will see their child again after school
As they walk the child into the school thinking it was a safe place to be 
Not knowing what the day had plain 
The phone rang as she answer the phone the words she wish she never heard"your child had been kill"as she drop to her knees and started to cry she scream why lord she was pure she was sweet why you took my child

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