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I was twelve years old when the Sandy Hook shooting happened.
15 No one cares Video games did it Thoughts and Prayers 33 No one cares Mental illness Thoughts and Prayers 27 No one cares Not the guns
For the victims, I’m sorry. I’m sorry because your country has failed you, as it has failed countless others before you, and unless we make changes
my dad and i sit in the car discussing the parkland shooting and he says to me, “the media did a good job this time making sure they got all the kids upset.”“the media?” i ask.“yeah, it’s not like you guys were gonna do anything.
As I pass by the local airport, I Notice the hound lying on the side Of the street; his eyes are closed as he sleeps. Synthetic fumes enter into my nostrils, One being the fumes of the stained dentures,
I notice attempts to fulfill those needs Of protecting kids with safety measures. Back then, the only concerns were nosebleeds. Why must I still see these tear-stained pictures,
Eros, son of Ares and Aphrodite With shattered bow, and broken hearts in tow Weeping, among the silence, Of once beating hearts, No longer enchanted by love’s arrows. War plagued that day,
Guns, Bombs, Air raids. I watch in awe as the laughtr fades. One dead body, Three more on their way. I wonder what their parents will say. You start to wonder,