Character poem for Mr.Nobody

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Walking around in the dark

No one notices the truth.

The person replaced

Now has no life of his own.

His name taken from him.

Killed, he was killed.

Killed by the deal

With the strange wasps.

All because he wasn't perfect.

No person is perfect.

Four fingers on one hand.

He is a lost soul wandering

With no home to go to.

Warns others of the wasps,

Gives them a weapon to fight

A customized knife that fits

Perfectly in their hands.

Gives calls saying watch out

For the wasps. He is nothing.

He is Mr.Nobody

The person last replaced,

The person last eaten,

The person who wasn't perfect.

His soul lives on.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 11, 2018 ⏰

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