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by 777 Nov 27, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The boy awakes at noon. As usual he feels the same bleak numbness at his side. "I must have slept on it again," the boy slurs. The boy walks to the park. As usual he sees a homeless man. "Please sir, could you spare some change," the man pleaded. "No," The boy replies. The boy returns home at night. as usual he prepared for sleep. "I'll make sure to sleep right tonight," The boy yawns. The boy awakes at noon. as usual he feels the same bleak numbness at his side. "....." the boy dies.