by Lisa Dabrowski
It was a cold dark day
The day they took you away
Little Angels floating above
Victims of One who knew No Love
Weeping for those left behind
Who Have to live with mankind
And the rage and sadness
That came from madness
Victims of The Maniacal Crook
Who stole innocence at Sandy Crook
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Last updated June 24, 2015