Fool's Poetry
Failing to succeed, succeed in failing,
And the people, they laugh and scorn
He just wanted to die
The blunt scorns of people numbed his brains,
And the sharp words, pierced his heart
He felt pale already
He felt dead already
A stool
A noose
A fan
A fool
Would loose
His life.
As the necklace of death carresed his neck
And empty tears on cheeks like pecks
His legs kicked the empty air
The fan conceded to his heavy weight and both came crashing down
Oh shucks! He even failed at dying
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