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Jan 2015
It was a cold winter day,
That started like any other,
Who could possibly know,
That this day would be stained red?

A man with evil in his heart,
Made dead who had given him life,
A mother's life cut short by spite,
Shots were fired.

A traveling to a place of learning,
Brought tragedy on the innocent youths,
Their families have scars that will never heal,
Shots were fired.

Bangs echoed through the hallways,
Two elder lives had already been ended,
Fear plagued the eyes of the children,
Shots were fired.

The man visited a room of many youths,
Cowering, trapped in the back of the room,
One survived, the room reeked of death.
Shots were fired.

A second room saw the attacker,
A brave hero gave her life to protect the children,
Still five children would meet their untimely ends,
Shots were fired.

Now recognizing the end,
The man took his own life through the barrel of his gun,
A disgraceful death, one wrought in hatred and disgust,
Shots were fired.

Five minutes were all it took,
The lives of many, many innocent people,
Ended violently and prematurely,
Shots were fired.
This poem is very, very late. I actually wrote it on December 15, 2012. The poem was lost, but today I found it!

Rest in peace Nancy Lanza, Dawn Hochsprung, Mary Sherlach, Rachel D'Avino, Lauren Rousseau, Anne Marie Murphy, Victoria Leigh Soto, Allison Wyatt, Ana Marquez-Greene, Avielle Richman, Benjamin Wheeler, Caroline Previdi, Catherine Hubbard, Charlotte Bacon, Chase Kowalski, Daniel Barden, Dylan Hockley, Emilie Parker, Grace Mcdonnell, Jack Pinto, James Mattioli, Jesse Lewis, Jessica Rekos, Josephine Gay, Madeleine Hsu, Noah Pozner, and Olivia Engel. My condolences to their families.
Serpent King
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Serpent King  24/M/United States of America
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