Sickly Boy By: Desolate Cry 8/23/10
Tattered clothes Not of a child These cuts and bruises They are way more than just mild Walks into class all out of breath They trip as he walks past And they all point and laugh Even when he falls to his last Helpless and crying They all laugh again Because he is a
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Sickly Sickly Boy Wearing tattered clothes Never going to see another toy And when he falls They all laugh Helpless and Crying inside these walls Wipes away his tears But gets called a lose by the clown
After school roles around He runs to his room Something crashes to the ground It's mother's hallway vase Here comes father running up the stairs It's a chase The boy shuts the door Crying now, the tears roll down As the boy is thrown to the floor When the door is pushed open He is a
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He is beaten Kicked and punched His head is bashed in the wall And then launched Down the eight stairs Bloody and broken pretty badly His father just walks on by Even when the boy says sorry very sadly Father doesn't care Neither does mother Treated so horribly, which isn't fair But he's just a
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The next day comes around The principals face is pale As his phone hits the ground Starts to cry While walking to the boys class Approaching the door he wipes his tears dry His face is now very grim When he slowly tells the class That they will never see him The boy had died All the signs were pushed aside Tears filled up some When they found out That sickly boy had been beat Others surprised And just glued to their seat Even the clown Had nothing to say Because even he was down Even though this boy was a
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Sickly Sickly Boy
desolate_cry · Tue Aug 24, 2010 @ 02:42am · 0 Comments |