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December Fourteenth


Why would someone kill a baby? The end's hic et nunc maybe I want to see a better future but my vision's hazy Things are getting crazy Campus casualties A mother and father left cold Now their child's deceased And even though it wasn't me I feel it To send all your pride and joy to school And someone steals it Nothing compares Look in my daughter's eyes I'm lucky she's there To feel the pain the parents felt and hell it's something to bare But hey I say I'll pray for you Keep the faith Promise you'll smile through all the heartache seen today I know Sandy Hook was shaken but she'll find a way Hey It wasn't your fault another soul had ran astray Dear God Be with us 12 14 12
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Dexsta Ray

It's not about me. It's not about you. It's all about God. Learning to be swift to hear and slow to speak. Traveling is a passion of mine. Still learning to be that change. Consider me a work in progress.

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