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Too late, Allan Gutierrez

A boy with invulnerable pride for himself
Seemed to have the perfect life,
But it was hard to tell
That deep inside he was hiding,
And needed some help
Needed a friend,
Needed someone else
Being picked on and laughed at,
Must have became too much
Spilling his lunch,
Taking his things and such
And now people regret what they did to him,
And only hope that the nice boy forgives them
Who knows, friendship could have been made,
Too late, he now rests in an early grave…