Hush little baby don't you cry,
The whole world sings you a lullaby.
Don't you worry, rest dear child.
We'll find justice below the clouds.
They won't get away,
They won't be free.
Justice for you and all of thee.
We place you in the hands of God tonight.
He'll take care of you for us for now.
Dear little girl I cry for you,
Another one of our daughters gone so soon.
Don't you worry your angel head.
We're working to makes sure this won't happen again.
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Salvaged Soul
Poesia"The mind is a beautiful servant but a dangerous master" It said "so i must then let it serve my soul" I whispered A salvaged soul is not new, it is old. It has lost and is still losing but is no longer who it was when it first broke. To be one step...
