The lonely boy never realized
What else the world can offer,
Decided on what he wants
anything else is painful,
Where could I find happiness?
He took an American viewpoint,
raw and powerful.
Would I ever be free? He asked
while crying softly
Roads didn't lead anywhere
Will they?
He'll have to try.
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Author:
Tomo (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 17th, 2018 12:53
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