Poem -

The boy named Harry

The boy named Harry

There once was a boy named Harry
And no, it's not that story
This boy had no magical powers
And was actually quite ordinary

Although his parents were also killed by a man
He didn't do it by waving his hand
He simply drove his car and lost control
And caused them sliding across the sand

This terrible incident also gave him a scar
But not one easily seen from afar
No, the pain he felt was inside
And the door to his nightmares was left ajar

He was sent to another school though
To an orphanage where all the unwanted kids go
He did not find help there
His misery only started to grow

He could not escape to a magical realm
And by their loss he became overwhelmed
He was left alone in this world
His life became filled with qualms

There once was a boy named Harry
And this is the end of his story
Because with a wave of his hand
He pulled the trigger to end his misery

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BLOSSOM

I liked the idea behind this one Adilien, a strong and emotive message.  Nice write:)

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adilien

thank you, rachel, yeah..i was hoping i succeeded in getting the message through.

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