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Columbine"Do you believe in God?"Columbine
The gun was set against my temple. My heart was beating quickly, pounding like a caged bird against my ribcage, and I could feel the perspiration rolling down my back and sticking my hair to my neck. Blood was leaking steadily from the wound in my leg, coating my hands as I tried to apply pressure. I looked up into the dark eyes of the boy asking me the question.
I had been so kind to this boy. I'd smiled at him just yesterday and said good morning. He'd nodded and reciprocated the smile. We were practically friends by Columbine standards. I looked to the boy standing beside him and frowned.


Whispers Of ColumbineWHISPERS OF COLUMBINEWhispers Of Columbine
It's too late for me. For years I've kept a record, And now I'm prepared. Now I'm left with the waiting, The anticipation, The fear. The adrenaline of knowing The suspense of what's to come, The bitterness of tears.
Reflection. Cuts run deep and scars don't heal Or fade away, Like your laughter, And the bruises, And the pain. I used to always be afraid. Curled up in a ball - The toy - To every sordid little game.
Every time I hear my name,
I flinch as though I'm beaten.  


Columbine KidsHey there everyone, don't go and run They're just here to have their fun You've got no say in what they do They are the gifed and chosen few Don't try to stop them, they'll shoot you down They've already destroyed halk of our town A gun in their hands, a mission at heart Ready to die, to blow us apart They said they'd be good, and yet they lied All for the sake of genocideColumbine Kids
Hey there, teachers, get under your desks You're about to have some special guests Come watch the show, don't run away The Columbine kids are here to stay
Why didn't we help th


Bloodsoaked Memories-Columbine8 years ago, its really been that long? It still pains me like it only happened weeks ago. My name is Kayesie Issacson. At the time I was 14, I lived in Littelton, Colorado. I lived there my whole life, and I always grew up beileving it was just any small Colorado town, that nothing would ever happen here, nevertheless our highschool, Columbine High. Before we go on to that horrid day, lets start with April 19, the day before. It was any old Monday morning for me, I woke up, got ready, ate breakfast, kissed my mom, dad, my little sister Lisa, and pet my husky puppy, Keyja goodbye before i got on the bus forBloodsoaked Memories-Columbine
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and if its okay with you (of course) could i use the scissor-wrist-thing picture for a tattoo?
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When the Boogeyman goes to bed, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.
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Fuck equality! Defend your right to hate.
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When the Boogeyman goes to bed, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.
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Fuck equality! Defend your right to hate.
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