I happened to read a poem from our school literary folio named "Roots". I have no idea before reading it. After I had read it, I realized that it was kinda scary...
by Elline Faith L. Ponce
He used to smile
He used to laugh
He used to be happy
And he was not used to cry.
He used to climb mountains,
He used to reach the sky,
He used to conquer the earth
And he never said goodbye.
He was there to help us
He was there to save us
He used to be with us
But he hanged his self and escaped the reality of love
That he left us.
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