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Little boy blue Found himself In the back bedroom Succumbing to the gloom Believing there was only doom Waiting till noon Then changing his mind Waiting for the right time Till the moonshine Sprinkled night light Through the window Into his dark life Then he ripped the rubber tip Bit the black edge of it Till the copper wires were exposed Looking carefully Hoping no one knew No countdown to Till he closed life’s account Hit the buzz buzz Lights flickered Parents still bickered Unaware But the release didn’t work The electric shock didn’t even hurt And little boy blue Had to live through Another painful day
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
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Little boy blue Found himself In the back bedroom Succumbing to the gloom Believing there was only doom Waiting till noon Then changing his mind Waiting for the right time Till the moonshine Sprinkled night light Through the window Into his dark life Then he ripped the rubber tip Bit the black edge of it Till the copper wires were exposed Looking carefully Hoping no one knew No countdown to Till he closed life’s account Hit the buzz buzz Lights flickered Parents still bickered Unaware But the release didn’t work The electric shock didn’t even hurt And little boy blue Had to live through Another painful day
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
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