Deadly Plans - Poem by Caleb Topo
Everything that starts out good,
Ends in the worst of ways,
I wish my parents understood,
Why I sharpen blades.
I told them my life will end real soon,
By my own two hands,
I lock the door to my room,
And fulfill my deadly plans.
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