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can't find your name anywhere on the internet

blue scooters

false pride

blue house

bus rides

laughter, oh the laughter,

the smell of your fragile body worn out

fifty cents

screams

all of the whispering

broken chair

bullied blue faced

baby boy

brother

memory covered

in green paint

yellow paint

was it ******

was it ******

the end all be all

last breath

blanket

shame faced

who murderers

what a way to go

was it worth it

star trek

was it worth it

are you happy yet

did you do it

boy scout

noose knots

after thoughts

in the quiet streets

one last

prehistoric animal screech

ambulance tires

i was on the sidewalk

laughing, laughing

showing off

did we care

why am i sitting here

broken chair

broken boy

pants down

feet up

how did they find you

little brother

step father mother

swinging of you body

cold and white

kids who pushed you

wearing ties

cutting classes

all the third grade boys

looking up

confused

clenching souvenirs

blank permission slips

you genius

where are you now

insubordinate fool

you would have been our boss

you would have taken care of us

where are you now?

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Nov 5, 2010
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