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Motion of Pulling the Fire Alarm
Feverish children running with joy
All but one had fun, a little boy
Left on his mind was the tiny farm
And the motion of pulling the fire alarm
His mind on the farm with nothing to say
Wearing a mask of a happy son
looking back at the angry days
but finally he was done
Thinking to his lonely past
His mom and dad died really fast
Blood on his hands made him feel great
And now his life is filled with hate
But now hes done, no more fun
Painful memoirs slowly stung
regretting causing all that harm
The motion of pulling the fire alarm
poem
by
Frank Macias
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