a neglected
b o o k at the library,
nobody's interested
reading bodyit is a novel
been judged by it's cover
hoping for reader
who'll open to understand it deeperthis story of tragedy
written as though diary
waiting to see
it's unknown miserycharacters in pain,
chapters were lame and plain,
ruined pages
just the same
ripped with bloodsheds
dropped through someone's vein.the title is life
author's holding knife;
poor in glee
whose medon't take a blink
for blood is my ink,
do take a look
for i am that b o o kDART AZRIEL