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Years had gone by since the boys eyes were open,
All around him his life lay useless and broken.
He clung to distractions and hated the silence when it came near.
The boys absence had suddenly descended into utter fear.

Wherever he went the boy couldn't escape the terror he felt,
And things that never bothered him now made him stop and melt.
The confusion that followed the fear he felt began to enrage him.
Liquid hatred started to quickly fill his tiny cup to the rim.

He took his anger out on himself knowing everyone was in enough pain.
The only times he felt normal was when he walked alone through the rain.
The boy forgot how to take care and love himself truly,
Though he acted and carried himself like he desired this cruelty.

Anger became his main defense mechanism and shield,
Alone and broken he found his only solace in desolate fields.
Sorrow became his trusty companion and loyal friend.
Letting tears fall quietly was the only message he'd ever send.

No one seemed to realize the pain the boy was in anymore.
Spending any time with him just felt like a chore.
The boy felt like he was getting away with ****** these days.
Not realizing he was the only victim here in oh so many ways.
I was born into glory, so young and so strong.
Never imaging that I could ever do any wrong.
I basked in daylight and loved to explore,
Testing my body past the point it could endure.

I was surrounded by friends and family wherever I went,
Each night I collapsed in bed and lay peacefully spent.
I never thought about change, real hardship, or loss.
I truly believed I'd forever be a king and my own boss.

But as I grew older time opened my little eyes,
and I was forced to confront heart wrenching goodbyes.
The family I knew and loved so much began to fall apart,
and I was forced to witness my own mothers broken heart.

The invincible boy slowly began to hide and recede,
Only poking his head out when it was necessary to feed.
The boy suppressed the pain and the hurt that he felt,
Refusing at all costs to accept the hand he was dealt.

A shift within him slowly began to start now,
And he was too caught up to stop and only realize how.
The family and friends became no more than ghosts,
And the bright eyes closed as his life began to coast.
I wonder if you remember what is was like,
that feeling of your heart being hit through with a spike.
The electricity between our bodies and our hearts,
the pain and longing only growing when we were apart.

The days in the sun playing catch on the beach,
your dazzling smile more appetizing than a summers' peach.
No matter where we were I only ever saw you,
and for months we were stuck together like glue.

When you came home it made each every one of my days.
Holding you and feeling your lips went beyond words I could say.
The passing moments making me appreciate each one with you,
thanking god that the dark sky cleared to reveal the hiding blue.

The electricity would turn to lightning between us,
the power so strong it could power ever existing city bus.
The closer we grew the more beautiful you became.
For days I forgot every worry including my very own name.

The time we had together was all I truly needed,
but a princess is how you deserve to be treated.
We had all the requirements to be in love,
but I'm a broken black wolf and you are a soaring white dove.

— The End —