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when the shots rang out


When the shots rang out When the caged bird fled When the hope within me was erased When the solemn sounds of silence cried When the soft tears burned When the sound of your voice dissipated into thin air When the heart within me stopped beating When the life within me came crashing down When the sleepless nights annihilated my soul When the news finally reached me When were you going to tell me that you were dead? When were you going to tell me you were an angel? When were you going to help me understand? You were going to tell me, that day When the shots rang out
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