columbine
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Some things will never change.
such as the moon, the stars, the sky.
however i cant help but ask, why?
ive come to terms, with the facts above.
but i cant help but ask, where is the love?
It's more than a shooting
It's more than a few dead people
Innocent bystanders
Two people wanting to fit in
Invisible to the rest
Bullied and pushed
We can stop the madness
One time gone too far
