16th December:
200 lives were lost. Little kids, like you and me. 14,15,16,17. Younger. 8,9,10,11. Little kids, like you and me.
16th December, 200 families. Parents who sent their children to school. Parents who didn't know their children weren't going to come back.
16th December. 200 friends. People who you spent your childhood with. People whose bodies piled up in front of you.
16th December. 200 dreams. Pilots, doctors, engineers, chemists. 200 dreams, all gone.
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
Poetry"You either get it down on paper or jump off a bridge." - Charles Bukowski Just snippets of stories I can't seem to get out of my head. All cover credit goes to the wonderful @mydearcc