17A Poem by penguinI have no words
17 people wake up,
get ready, barely remember to say goodbye to their families before walking out the door. 17 people arrive to a place of learning, and friends, and dramatic encounters. 17 people do not come home. 17 people, from the ages of 14 to 49 who lost their lives. I do not want to be afraid to go to school.
© 2018 penguinAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on February 16, 2018 Last Updated on February 16, 2018 AuthorpenguinTNAboutI'm a 15 year old writer and reader. Not great, barely average. But trying. more..Writing
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