Sad Little boyA Poem by Joey NizzOnce i knew a boy who loved to draw He drew pictures that no one ever saw He was very artistic late in the night In his bathroom out of anyone's sight He kept a secret no one knew He didn't tell a single soul and his gallery grew His drawings were different, no paper nor pen But needed a bandage every now and then We stood by the river under the stars He rolled up his sleeves to show me his scars Felt really embarrassed and looked down at his shoe Than I rolled up my sleeves and whispered "I draw too"
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