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The embodiment of innocence stripped from her own territory America's child has passed so close to freedom Now closest with her maker The ten lifetimes of terror were experienced by this frail body
Where have our children gone? They are not to be found amongst this tabloid filth over kill An embarrassing lack of responsibility A vicious cycle of soap opera drama pettiness
No known beginning and no end in sight
This must be our darkest hour When gossip takes priority over our young
Are we this shallow? Are we this apathetic? Are we this bored? Prove me wrong
The child is mine, now that she has been thrown away The interest is gone, so now the others suffer They suffer unto a grotesque attention, span deficit monster They turned our play yards into graveyards So we cried every night for a week
Squeezing as much concern allowed between each sports update You cried every night for a week, yet I still mourn Have you forgotten their faces? Patience is a virtue, I won't instate I must see the faces of every abductee I must taste the pain
Remind me of our system atrocities Don't let me forget, don't let me forget Why haven't we drawn a line? Instead, we feed and shelter them We support the evil and pay their debts We've paid their debts Why can't we win?
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