Pointing fingers at the boy in the corner (A poem)

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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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