Virginia's Day of Sorrow
Over 30 dead and dozen's wounded.
On this dark and dreary day.
Many gun shot's broke the silence.
Stealing life and dreams away.
Why's the question. No one knows.
Meeting the wrath of God.
The shooter chose a cowardely exit.
A path to HELL he trod.
The lives he took shall stand before him.
And they may ask him why.
Our live's on earth, why did you shorten?
But here in heaven we shall never die..
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