They don't know why
Someone shoots into a classroom lecture;
Perhaps the Wack Job with the gun
Forgot we're all going to die some day,
Got in a big fucking rush
To shepherd us all bleeding
Off to His own Hell.
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OK, this isn't really a "bloggy" blog. It's...well, not even a blog. It's poetry. My Bad Poetry. I don't write Real Poetry, just this junk. Welcome to CeeJ's Creative Corner
OK, this isn't really a "bloggy" blog. It's...well, not even a blog. It's poetry. My Bad Poetry. I don't write Real Poetry, just this junk. Welcome to CeeJ's Creative Corner
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