The Day Music Died
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Last published Fri, Nov 13, 2015
The last song ever played on earth was played by a parade dressed in all black, for they were in mourning for the death of music. After the final note the world would fall silent forever...
Only one little boy refused to accept that.
Gerard Way refused to let the silence carry on.
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