Once, there was a little boy,
Who always tried his best.
Many trials awaited him,
But he passed every single test.
He found the girl he was waiting for,
He got a loving family.
But over the long and many years,
His heart turned to insanity.
He shot his wife,
He drowned his children.
He hung his parents,
He murdered civilians.
He bathed in blood,
He had lost all his senses.
He had no more love,
But someone broke his defenses.
It was a childhood friend,
Who always had stood by his side.
The man's heart sobbed,
And he broke down and cried.
The police had came,
he was sentenced to death.
But, he was somehow happy,
As he took his last breath.
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That was so weird. So weird. Doing math problems somehow inspired that. Eh. . .
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PoetryA bunch of poems i write when i have time. :D Not much to look at, but if you're looking at this, you better at least put effort into reading
