April Twenty-Seventh
April 28, 2013
April twenty-seventh was the day my grandma died.
April twenty-seventh is when nature was defied.
April twenty-seventh, when my mom was nearly killed.
April twenty-seventh is when everything went still.
April twenty-seventh, when a young girl's throat was cut.
April twenty-seventh, when the door to hope was shut.
April twenty-seventh; he hurt girls seven and four.
April twenty-seventh is when normal was no more.
April twenty-seventh is the day that's always black.
April twenty-seventh, since my grandma won't come back.
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