Long Live The Lost Angels

Tue, 12/18/2012 - 20:14 -- _JToni

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78653
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30° 19' 59.6028" N, 97° 32' 47.0004" W

I can hear the devil whispering at the children's ears.
Twitching past there eyes while there minds think fear
Alone with this pain when a parent sheds these tears
Body bags carry children from the youngest of 6 years.
Reality can't be changed when faith beats destiny.
Suicidal representations of a capital felony..
Guns don't kill people I say people kill people.
Emotionless suspects massacre victims that are equal.
Young spirits float above the shores of a Sandy hook.
Life was to short that it ended somewhere in a chapter book.
Never got a chance to live and write a whole dictionary.
Sending loved ones to there grave is a vision quite scary..
Protection against those who innocence shall prevail.
Exile enemy's who's actions should feel free to never fail..
There's no such thing as jail but hell is a great punishment.
Astonishing that the devil creeps, steals, kills, and leave.
Leaving the victims blood on the edges of gods sleeve..
Leaving the world in shock as another parent grieves..
Seeing the pain in all others and thinking how could it be?
How could it be that our schools can't feel safe.
How could it be that we are far from a peacefulness mind state.
As humans we live in a evolution where we love to imitate.
The violence of our necessities increases our crime rates..
Little angels glide to heaven and know nothing of heavens gates..
Only the guidance of god can protect there after life's faith..
Only to find out incidents will finally reoccur..
The devils on the porch steps knocking at the front door..
With a gun in his hand as he let the bullets fly..
The last sounds you'll ever here as the little ones cry..
This is so profound to say that humans can produce evil..
And its very important to say that we'll never understand people..
And when I say people I mean Im talking about us..
Love live the lost angels who granted us love..
Love live the lost angels who innocence was once cuffed..
Love live the lost angels who planed to be doctors..
Long live the lost angels who wanted to hang helmets in there lockers..
Long live the lost angels who's spirits burned bright..
Long live the lost angels looking down from the sky tonight..
Long live the lost angels who's story resemble Cain and Able..
Short live that one demon who's mind was unstable..
Lifts these parents with affection as they continue there connection..
Long Live the lost angels who's blessings reside in heaven..

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