Rageofangels777
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- Apr 15, 2018
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He delights in the substandard, and of those who don’t fit in,
Those weaker than the average, who never seem to win.
The last placed in society, Those crippled up with flaws,
Those ones refused or been abused or left without a cause.
He takes a poor and broken soul stuck, crying in the street.
Then whispers, words to make them whole - "You are not obsolete."
He crafts and moulds those characters in ways the world can’t see
That truly only comes to light When in eternity.
Those weaker than the average, who never seem to win.
The last placed in society, Those crippled up with flaws,
Those ones refused or been abused or left without a cause.
He takes a poor and broken soul stuck, crying in the street.
Then whispers, words to make them whole - "You are not obsolete."
He crafts and moulds those characters in ways the world can’t see
That truly only comes to light When in eternity.
