Both Dead
I can't get it Out of my poor head Both those children Are sadly dead And I know That other kids die But I don't know Fucking why I woke up today at seven And I thought they are in Heaven If they were alive They would be getting up Parents telling them It's time to sup Eat all your breakfast That's the rule Then you can Go off to school But these children Will never wake up anymore And to me that Spells out HORROR
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