Pipebomb

Who was he? A random boy!
Never thought of a game or any toy;
He analyzed all of me, concludes;
I think of his words, high amplitude:
He was here, just beside
To change years I self lied!
Outspoken and says I'll be there;
Do I deserve him to be here.....?
Sacrifice I'll make for him along tears:
Still putting his heart view rear
I have feelings and will never speak
Best I could, as badly I could treat!
Rest is all a microphone's tomb!
And what he called is a " pipebomb"
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