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Nov 2015
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
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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