I thought today I'd walk a way that I was used to
For those who knew I suppose they would walk again another day
But I am trapped with wounds to match the ones I have inside
And on this day I felt the gray come on so fast..
A meeting in the aisle they thought worthwhile while I see another death
I'm so afraid of what they've made I'm alive but they have killed my very self
I saw the many they said were few
I saw the few that touched so many
I saw the gun in the eagle's unbroken hand
God how you've made good and drew so many to yourself from this bad I just can't understand
Author notes
Written March 11-12, 2009
http://whatreallyhappened.com/WRHARTICLES/columbineeight.php?q=columbineeight.php
http://piemerica.org/lyrics_poems/2009/dead.html
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Comments
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I liked the flow in this, especially in the end. its a good poem.


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absolutely beautiful!! a wonder full flow with an amazing visual. I also like how you included your source...


