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Why me
The boy was alone,
Nowhere to go,
No place to call a loving hole,
However he did live in a house,
With his mom,
But with all the drama,
He only thought of killing his mama,
As his head is spinning,
The devil is winning,
While his mind is ripping,
The boy grabs a knife and cuts his chest,
Grabs his head feeling more stress,
His mom walks in sees a mess,
She cries and drives the knife through her chest,
They hit the floor the boy thinks he's dreaming,
Opens his eyes and sees his mommy,
He sees he bleeding,
He screams the ceiling,
WHY ME.....
The boy was alone,
Nowhere to go,
No place to call a loving hole,
However he did live in a house,
With his mom,
But with all the drama,
He only thought of killing his mama,
As his head is spinning,
The devil is winning,
While his mind is ripping,
The boy grabs a knife and cuts his chest,
Grabs his head feeling more stress,
His mom walks in sees a mess,
She cries and drives the knife through her chest,
They hit the floor the boy thinks he's dreaming,
Opens his eyes and sees his mommy,
He sees he bleeding,
He screams the ceiling,
WHY ME.....
The boy was alone,
Nowhere to go,
No place to call a loving hole,
However he did live in a house,
With his mom,
But with all the drama,
He only thought of killing his mama,
As his head is spinning,
The devil is winning,
While his mind is ripping,
The boy grabs a knife and cuts his chest,
Grabs his head feeling more stress,
His mom walks in sees a mess,
She cries and drives the knife through her chest,
They hit the floor the boy thinks he's dreaming,
Opens his eyes and sees his mommy,
He sees he bleeding,
He screams the ceiling,
WHY ME.....
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it took me a couple hours to come up wit all of this i would like people to comment on this just dont be rude because i dont want anyone to bash my dreams just like wouldnt do that to anyone else. Thank you to anyone who reads this and no i dont always have such a dark sence of imagination.