The secret

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He was forced onto his knees.

Little did they care when he pleads.

As long as he mustn't move the sing their tune

Forget and forget the same thing, yet so bloody different

It'd be a lie to say they cared

They cut his face daily

They sliced his girlfriends heart out to prove he was mistaken of her caring

They slit the throat of his boyfriend to prove he was alone, yet had no right to feel lonely

As he didn't matter.

As he was useless.

As he wasn't need.

As every word he used to pray for freedom only read him a fool.

Every bone in his body that was was sensitive was slammed against a wall to break

Every bruise or slight fracture went unnoticed.

Because who needed that boy?

When all he did was die.