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20 Innocent Souls
Where was the Holy Spirit that day..
20 innocent souls pushed over to the hands of Angels
Where was the Holy Spirit that day..
That day we face the tragedy, when will we ever see changes
He left us here on Earth to sort our own mess out
Why did He do that when its clear that were not capeable
In a desperate heart grief that goes beyond any doubt
Facing the devil in human flesh..their fate was inescapable
Where are these young victims today..
20 innocent souls ripped out of the hands of their loving parents
Who’s going to sing their lullaby tonight..
Stolen away from their families their fate now rests in the arms of angels
* God be with the victims, their families and survivors of this meaningless massacre
A.Ertsland
December 16th 2012
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