Pointing fingers at the boy in the corner (A poem)
Hope you like it ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hold on holy ghosts hold me close so long to the ones you know To my heart the darkness creeps To my tears death reaps to my life others peak Because all that matters was forever lost to the fears and my life was stripped of it's pride the matter that once was important Has now turned into dust of the flattened my life was once full of meaning but has now turned into the devil itself I once had meaning but that was burned Leave me to my grave where i'll rot and be forgotten forever my pleasure and forever the peace my loved one gone with breeze of spring goodbye and good riddance my life the failure the boy in corner the one with the dream to save that was once me in that corner but has now rotted to ashes of a burned black cat This world was never made for me Thankfully, I'm trained to see past all the lies, the ranks, the scenes I'll shank my knees, then walk the plank and freeze

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