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[sid] => 48775
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Jigsaw Child
[time] => 2004-05-23 10:50:41
[hometext] => ~a small prayer for the school shootings~
[bodytext] => The Jigsaw child It's in the afternoon and the children eat their lunch they don't care for their classes don't care for them that much I hear a loud scream it sounds like thunder They are unaware to the danger they're under then out of the smoke comes a child in a coat he's got a gun in his hand and blood around his throat I see them run through the halls I see them run into the rooms there’s no use in running the reaper will get you soon Babies dying and the grown man crying all through the halls you see teachers hiding the five year old didn't choose but he's still gonna loose never gets to be in love never gets to be a fool oh Jeremy what have you become oh Jeremy is your God a gun? oh Jeremy oh Jeremy you've sold your soul to the dead one you hear a loud crash as the children run past you thought you'd live forever now he's here at last this bloodstained hand can't clean the other hand your tortured mind is under the devil's command this body you need to cleanse, this mind that's full of sin jigsaw child put yourself back together again he grips the trigger warmly then he takes aim its hard to live a good life when you got lead on the brain the beautiful people, the popular people never loved me the accepted people, the qualified people never saw me he was never too educated he was never too bright he was always so dark but he'll let you see the light this gun in your face a flash bomb and mace oh Jeremy you're scattered all over the place a bullet in the brain society is to blame it's their fault they gave me this name this body you need to cleanse, this mind that's full of sin jigsaw child put yourself back together again take your final stand take the final bow break the silence with one great sound oh Jeremy you said oh Jeremy you read make a joyful noise unto the lord like a good book said now answer me this, do you believe in God before you die? you stare into my eyes and you do not lie you say yes and I ask you.....why???? [comments] => 7 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Vermillion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 24 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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