The 'It' Poem by 0 (Zero) ...

The 'It'

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'It' walks through daylight, a smile plastered on 'it''s face to hide the pain.
'It' cries through the night-time, unable to weild sadness's reins.

No one understands 'it'. 'It' is labled strange, which makes 'it' an outcast.
Everyone thinks that, since 'it' is different, 'it' can't be trusted. 'It''s life is crashed.

'It' yearns for understanding. But 'it' dosen't let it show.
'It' continues smiling, 'it' can't let anyone know.

But when 'it' disappears and no one can find 'it', people get lonley.
Without 'it', nothing is the same, but no one knew till 'it' was gone.

Don't let the 'it' feel lonely, don't leave 'it' alone, because when 'it' is gone, everything will change.

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