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wander
and don't be afraid.
never conform to
desires of society that
exploit your beliefs; and
resist the shackles of this
life—dare to test your boundaries
under these
starry
tangled skies
I’ve never received a flower
Or even a rose
But I’m a guy
So it’s acceptable I suppose
No kisses
Or sweets
No treats
That signifies ones feelings for me
No token of ones love
But I have gotten
Disappointment
Watered with hate
Planted in betrayal
Fertilized with lies
And maintained by fakes
Roses are Red
But my roses are dead
And crumble beneath my feet
I find her lying
With a smile across her face.
She looks as if she had accomplished something great.
Glassy eyes stare at the ceiling,
Frozen hands around a trigger.
I look at her and wonder “why?”
I find a note, the only thing written:
“I hated the world,
I hated myself,
I decided it wasn’t worth the pain.”
I realize,
A pure heart with an abused brain can only go out so many ways.
She went out with a bang.

— The End —