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The Rat BoyThere was a rat boy, so timid and small.
Everything in this world, seemed so tall.
To everyone, he was minuscule,
a lonely, livid, leaf, inside his school.
There came his oppressors, his offenders,
and in a diary he'd write, hidden in his dresser.
They found out I was a bastard son.
Hunted me like a fox, all for fun.
I guess to them,
i'm just a joke,
with a very weak pun.
More abuse, do I deserve this? What's the excuse?
They knocked out a tooth, found themselves amused.
Oh well. You have me, I have you, what's that Diary?
I love you too.
Too tired, too weak, sorry diary lets both get some sleep.
Well, I still have you at least.
I'm worn, i'm sore, I can't fucking take this anymore.
My body feels dead, my soul feels torn.
Did I fire the first shot to ignite this war?
I wish for their anger, there was a cure.
Your are my refinery, you
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