The popsicles melted as the waves belted. The everlasting feeling of warmth and good, did not provide comfort as it did before. The lies the sky spoke, made teens begin to choke. A place of learning, now a place of demise. A hope and yearning, only belongs to the wise. A promise was broken from beginning to end. A start so sweet, a fate dreading to meet. They speak with such passion, they lie with...