Time.com | The Cleveland High School Shooting: Portrait of the Suspect as Teenager
by Christopher Johnston, Time.com (3/2/12)
In hindsight, the poem on T.J. Lane’s Facebook page was an apparent omen. But before this week, it had all the originality of every adolescent’s angry angst. A touch of goth. A dollop of rebellion. An obsession with mortality. It ends with these lines: “Feel death, not just mocking you. Not just stalking you but inside of you. Wriggle and writhe. Feel smaller beneath my might. Seizure in the Pestilence that is my scythe. Die, all of you.”