Letter To A Spree Shooter

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With a fake smile glued to your face

You shield others from the darkness

Held so deeply within your heart

the ghosts that haunt your every thought

With plenty of practice, a smile

Is an easy lie to construct

And it often makes your plans hard

To predict or to discourage

Day after day, you show the world

What it sinfully wants to see

Until the mask finally breaks

And you unleash weaponed carnage

Total strangers from wall to wall

You enter your destination

You have made the despondant choice

To share your torturous sorrow

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