One of my pointless poems

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Some kind of life.
Some kind of hero.
Shoots for the bullseye,
but hits only zeros.
With fingers stretched out,
and arms wide open
he struggles with failure but still keeps on hoping.
With toys, he remembers
a time that's now gone.
Everything's useless,
there's nothing left to pawn.
His life- made of plastic
and love that's gone dry.
A heart- filled with sorrow
but still he can't cry.
Jumps for the ceiling,
falls flat on the floor.
You think he'd surrender but he comes back for more.
This man's just a shadow
of what life's meant to be.
He dreams of the mountains and longs for the seas.
Remembering father,
that shell of a being.
if it's forgivness you seek then come kiss my ring.
you can't run forever
my mother, my love.
I stood on the edge and you gave me the shove.
Now both
come and behold
the mess that you made.
Your child's so stupid
he can't make the grade.
I found peace in nature but now I found God.
I now bow to Jesus and you think me odd.
You can hide in your fears as some hide
in the night.
If you're tired of running
then turn around and fight.

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Ya made a point m8..bigup!

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boh nice 1 mate - big ups

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careful now or ill submit one of my poems !

love ya Junglz