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You don’t know Joy Neither do I She’s only twelve years old But she impacted a lot of peoples lives She was a normal girl Full of life She had lots of friends She was popular Joy has two sisters And a mom and dad Just a family They go to church Her parents both have jobs The economy made that necessary But something happened Halloween was cancelled People who used to leave their doors unlocked stopped doing that People who believed in the sanctity of their homes stopped thinking like that A sleepy college town became part of the real world You see They were murdered Joy And her parents Her sisters weren’t home But they came home to that And they are scarred And the murderer was never found The sherriff said "But I can see Joy's eyes as clear today as I sit here talking to you." It happened in 1966 I was eight And I remember Because I lived in that town I was there that night We read about it I was scared But I had forgotten Until last night when I was reminded Now I weep for Joy I want to live a dream for her But I don’t know what she wants I want to go back in time I want to be there when the murderer arrived And I want to stop him I want to be there with a shotgun And blow him away Maybe you think this is getting too intense Well it was for Joy And I’m man enough to do it I want to **** this man And I am not sorry that I think this way I love you Joy And I’m glad I was reminded Because a little girl should not be forgotten Just because time has
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Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 11:31 AM UTC
In Memory Of Joy Sims
You don’t know Joy Neither do I She’s only twelve years old But she impacted a lot of peoples lives She was a normal girl Full of life She had lots of friends She was popular Joy has two sisters And a mom and dad Just a family They go to church Her parents both have jobs The economy made that necessary But something happened Halloween was cancelled People who used to leave their doors unlocked stopped doing that People who believed in the sanctity of their homes stopped thinking like that A sleepy college town became part of the real world You see They were murdered Joy And her parents Her sisters weren’t home But they came home to that And they are scarred And the murderer was never found The sherriff said "But I can see Joy's eyes as clear today as I sit here talking to you." It happened in 1966 I was eight And I remember Because I lived in that town I was there that night We read about it I was scared But I had forgotten Until last night when I was reminded Now I weep for Joy I want to live a dream for her But I don’t know what she wants I want to go back in time I want to be there when the murderer arrived And I want to stop him I want to be there with a shotgun And blow him away Maybe you think this is getting too intense Well it was for Joy And I’m man enough to do it I want to **** this man And I am not sorry that I think this way I love you Joy And I’m glad I was reminded Because a little girl should not be forgotten Just because time has
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Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 11:31 AM UTC
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