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The of innocence stripped from her own territory
America's child has passed so close to
Now with her maker
The ten of terror were experienced by this frail body

Where have our gone?
They are not to be found amongst this tabloid filth over
An embarrassing lack of
A vicious cycle of soap opera drama

No known and no end in sight
This must be our hour
When gossip takes priority our young

Are we shallow?
Are we apathetic?
Are we bored?
Prove me

The child is mine, now she has been thrown away
The is gone, so now the others suffer
They suffer unto a grotesque attention, span monster
They turned our play into graveyards
So we every night for a week

Squeezing as much concern allowed between each update
You every night for a week, yet I still mourn
you forgotten their faces?
Patience is a virtue, I instate
I see the faces of every abductee
I must the pain

Remind me of our system
Don't let me forget, let me forget
Why we drawn a line?
Instead, we and shelter them
We support the evil and pay debts
We've their debts
Why can't we