Broken: Suicide
How easy, without fear, you threw him away,
Discarded his name to the side,
You did not care for the man that he was,
You watched as his worth slowly died,
Not listening to his cries of what he wanted,
His cries of fly to explore,
To find and create a new game of love,
Instead you chose to ignore,
The man that he was, the man filled with hope,
You ignored the truth that you feel,
You turned his life from a new walk of joy,
You turned his head from what’s real,
So now, you win, you’ve beaten him down,
There’s nothing in his life that is fun,
Now he’s just a slave scrubbing your world,
Till he ends his world with a gun.
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