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Just a helpless boy

A boy holds onto a rose which smelt like his mother's perfume. Intoxicating him of lost memories.

The sorrow feeling comes upon his face, without no clue. Just a helpless boy, nowhere to go. Except up

The sound of gunshots appears in his head. One falls and then another. Rapidly, everyone was dead.

Now he stands on a hill coursed with flowers and broken hearts as he throws the rose onto the tombstones. Kissing it before it leaves his hand.

Cold hard tears come down his face as he falls at his parent's feet. Just a helpless boy, nowhere to go. Except up.

There's no way of saying he was happy, or he wanted to live like a normal kid. 

His cold hard tears turned hot as his blood boiled and his anger couldn't be cooled down. He looked from his hands, his eyes became focused and lost.

But his lost soul has turned into getting vengeance for a family that he lost.

To regain a family that he could own once more.

He knew that he wasn't a helpless boy.

He knew what to do and he went up. 

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Hey, guys I normally don't talk at the end or give any idea where the inspiration for the poem comes from but this time I do. This was inspired by the famous deaths of the Waynes in DC comics and animated t.v shows. 

I really like this poem because I get to be inspired by comics and t.v shows that I do enjoy. Especially when its DC related. ( But if its live-action movies, I don't like it as much.)