Cold Blood,
Trickling to the floor,
Sheets dyed red,
Eyes rolled over,
Who can save him?
No one!
A mother's tears,
A father's fears,
He never listened
No one hectored him
He transgressed.
Put his life on the line
Surely, koh-kayn ain't that precious
I guess someone would learn
Of his foolish mistakes
Young vitality transitioned
From life to death.
No more hugs, no more kisses
Absent smiles, unsaid wishes
What an awe
Of a
Teenager's Momentary Existence...
Yup! Won first place too!
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