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When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying por their own hands every day.

Some say they will make America better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will amor start?
The día we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The día we amor too much to kill
The día others' pain becomes our pain
The día we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
Yes, it's hard, but let us try.
posted by Portia0623
Newly born
Squeals
Pitifully
A tiny voice raised high
Going nowhere
Confined
Confused
A single spot on the page

Then
It grows
And walks in waves and braves the amargo, amargos wind
Shakily on its spindly legs, it smudges the paper
canto its first tune
A tiny tune
Twirling and whirling
It grows taller
And tougher
With every beat of its half-grown heart
It grows

Joined por others
They sing together
A forgotten voice
A reflection
Of lost symphonies
Tooting their trumpets
They stand to attention
An army of discord
Marching forth
Into a brand new dawn
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Just a funny little video to lighten the mood at my favorito! old club:)
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what does the zorro, fox say
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I am definitely trying these helpful hints he gave.
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For rory2011 and all other fans who like Evanescence!!!
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i amor this song so much it is very inspiring for me and i hope it is for all tu other wiriters out there i just cant stop listening to this song without wriitng something
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Jack turned and ran his own screams still ringing in his ears. He manged to find an empty classroom in which he collapsed against the door.
He must have been imagining it there is no way Mr Thompson is dead? His body was slumped in the chair, blood trickling down his face and his ghost was sitting on escritorio staring at the door a pale grey." JAAAAAACK!" an unearthly shriek sounded through the air. Jack ran to the window and tried to open it but it was locked. CRASH the door flew of the hinges and Mr Thompson entered.
Jack ran through the door straight under the ghost and sprinted down the corridor.He finally reached the exit, he wrenched on the door as hard as his strength would allow but it wouldn't budge. he could see out of the corner of the eye Mr Thompson gliding down the corridor looking in each classroom. Quickly and quietly Jack slid behind a chair in reception. "AGRHHHHHHHH!"
something had grabbed jack round the neck


END of chapter two
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Could tu leave everyone behind for an unknown country? Fighting for your life and the freedom of others.

Could tu train with fellow soldiers, have the will to push ahead? Through snow, rain, and mud; everything against you.

Could tu stay strong as men fell around you? Bleeding, crying, dying in one anothers arms.

Could tu carry wounded fighters missing limbs and crying in pain? Pushed past the breaking point never to return again.

Could tu run headlong into gun fuego as it picks off all of your friends?

Could tu kill another soldier forced to fight for his country? With a family back inicial hoping...
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Note: this chapter's from Zoe's point of view.
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I turned away from Ryker. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw adular, fawn Elliot smiling at him.
    I liked Fawn—at least what I know about her, which isn’t that much. But we did a science project together, so I’ve talked to her.
    She seems nice. Well, she doesn’t talk much, but she has a handful of friends who she wouldn’t dream of leaving. She’s kept some of them since kindergarten.
    I glanced back at...
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