Slam for Boston
You said goodnight to your parents last night
they told to go get a good night rest
You were so excited to run that marathon you had been training for, for months, tomorrow
Your parents like always were on the sidelines cheering you on
Little did you know a bomb would blow up
, and kill people
as soon as you head that explosion
your heart stopped
,and now I pray for you and your family
up in heaven as I write this
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