An attempt at a Poem

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Roman could smile,

He could smile at his mishaps,

He was light and agile,

But at any moment he could collapse.


He felt drained,

He couldn't act like he could before,

Every happy moment was pained,

He felt that his happiness couldn't be restored.


It was so tiring,

trying to be the best he could be,

he was so tired of always crying,

And the tears blurring what he could see,


His hands were shaking,

yelling "I thought I was your hero!"

And he knew that his host was faking,

Never had he ever felt like such a zero.

HHh- I just fail at everything :p

Was that OK tho?



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