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FlurryOfDancingFlames
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There was once a little boy,
Who did no harm,
Just sat in his room and played his flute,
No danger to mankind,
When he was needed,
He was always there,
To lend a hand to the poor and free,
To help the nice and young,
His Mother modeled him as the perfect child,
His Father kept him as the perfect business man,
His Sister got the perfect piggy-back rides,
His Brother got the perfect play mate,
But, something that no one knew,
Something that no one thought,
Something that couldn’t possibly be,
There could never be a problem like that,
But, there was,
Staring everyone in the eyes,
Something was wrong with little Benjamin,
That he could no longer hide,
He could no longer hid the vivid, cimmerian dreams,
He could no longer shadow the neurotic behavior,
He could no longer procrastinate the maelstrom experiments,
He could no longer consume the leaking acid,
Something is wrong with little Benjamin,
Something that know one could explain,
Something that leads to insanity,
Something that blooms into the darkest flower,
People stopped talking to little Benjamin,
His Mother locked him straight to his room,
His Father neglected all his needs,
It was like little Benjamin didn’t live,
One day little Benjamin couldn’t take it,
It only took a couple of seconds,
To end the insanity,
To end the shadows.
Is that a good wow or a wow you're insane wow?
Who did no harm,
Just sat in his room and played his flute,
No danger to mankind,
When he was needed,
He was always there,
To lend a hand to the poor and free,
To help the nice and young,
His Mother modeled him as the perfect child,
His Father kept him as the perfect business man,
His Sister got the perfect piggy-back rides,
His Brother got the perfect play mate,
But, something that no one knew,
Something that no one thought,
Something that couldn’t possibly be,
There could never be a problem like that,
But, there was,
Staring everyone in the eyes,
Something was wrong with little Benjamin,
That he could no longer hide,
He could no longer hid the vivid, cimmerian dreams,
He could no longer shadow the neurotic behavior,
He could no longer procrastinate the maelstrom experiments,
He could no longer consume the leaking acid,
Something is wrong with little Benjamin,
Something that know one could explain,
Something that leads to insanity,
Something that blooms into the darkest flower,
People stopped talking to little Benjamin,
His Mother locked him straight to his room,
His Father neglected all his needs,
It was like little Benjamin didn’t live,
One day little Benjamin couldn’t take it,
It only took a couple of seconds,
To end the insanity,
To end the shadows.
Is that a good wow or a wow you're insane wow?