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A sonnet about some of the kids I see around town and in bars, the kind of kid I was. |
| Just A Boy He is in pain, trying hard to stay sane Now’days everything’s too much, he can’t match Their eyes so bright and hearts so light, his bane Is every happy smile he can not catch He keeps his curtains drawn, like devil’s spawn Skulks in the dark and always wears his shades ‘Cause with every speck of light demons dawn Wearing him down until he gives in, fades He can’t take it all, no, he’s bound to fall There’s no solace for a soul so ink-black No divine help or just a friend to call Once the blood starts to pour there’s no way back But Death’s cool hand catches the last drop Vows the sun will never again come up |