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by JeNaVii Feb 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
There once was a boy Same as you and me Only silent, gloomy, And tortured was he Of all the kids to pick on, bullies claimed him the best But in time They would find He was not the one to test On they went pushing him More and more every day And with every taunt His sanity slipped away They poked and prodded and pointed and laughed Drowning in tears Feeding his fears The boy swore he`d get them back One day, in walked the boy Long coat, dark glasses Muttering quietly to himself "I`ll kill those dumb asses" He drew and he fired, and everyone hit the floor 1st shot, and one lay dead 2nd shot, his rage not fed 3rd shot, and his enemies breathed no more The boy put the gun to his head- 4th shot, and he died. Just goes to show You never know What can be hiding inside