Death Life

Young and Innocent

His childhood was dark and sad
Nothing was good; all was bad
His life was totally blue
No sign of any glow
His old days was a mess
Memories he won’t recall
It was black and dull
Young and innocent as a lad
He lived like a dead
A boy at the young age
Suffered and experienced a rampage
He traveled his life like a blind
Fate for him was unkind
Now he lay below the ground
Unsafe and unsound.

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