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[aid] => mick
[title] => How many are we going to kill before we realise.
[time] => 2011-12-06 01:29:57
[hometext] => too many strong kids have fallen before their time.
[bodytext] => I was only 10 I was hunted by two men My dad and his brother Not even protected by my own mother My name is jack Tell me what I lack Im just like you Except im hit till im black and blue My name is Louise Tell me why they tease I never did do a thing Now I stand by an angel’s wing My name is Jake Im not fake They never stopped the torment till the last day I took a one way adventure to far, far away I am but 11 Now I lay to rest in heaven God was the only way I didn’t care about the cost to pay My brother is only one, brand new That doesn’t protect him, his still got a few The keep bruising till he does break What they did no one should have to take Was I born to have this fate? What made them need to have this hate? What they did was horrendous to take I cried whenever I was awake They all lay in heaven, Along with my niece Cannot we just control our hate? Because they are different you can’t be their mate Another young hero to fall You have no idea what he had to endure Smooth sailing all your life You’re not the one whose mother got knifed I was there with mother, it was rape No one did stop it, no hero in his cape We are a proper family in heaven now The way it happened makes many ask, how? Young Johnny was on his way to go far Now his joined the heavens, his a true star They took all he had, along with his future The needles of pain struck in in a harsh acupuncture They took me by the neck and tore at my face They kept going, at a hurting pace All because im gay They made me pay There was a boy I once knew I saw him going down the aisle from the church pew I could’ve have saved him but I turned away Now his body is returned to the clay Why must the world be so hateful? Everyone has the right to live, just be grateful *****in’ hell, don’t you have standards you live by You are going to hell after this life that’s a lie A mother’s tears fall A daughter no longer answers the call You don’t just hurt one person when you kick someone down You split another of the tall proud crown [comments] => 4 [counter] => 302 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Damian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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