Vincent Choo on Clubhouse

Bio

Public Relations | HIV advocate | Music enthusiastic
📍 Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia 🇲🇾
🎤 English | Mandarin
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-The Boy Who Wore Pink-

It was early spring
The boy wearing pink
Sitting on a swing
Tears on his chin

Poison he drinks
Hollow as he sings
Flying without wings
Condemn was his sin

As his world spins
He drowns in gin
Patience wearing thin
All he needed was a win

Broken violin
Blood in his ink
Riot on the brink
Like balloon on pins

The harder he thinks
The further he sinks
Sanity he clings
Where was his King

As his spirit shrinks
His eyes wouldn’t blink
All he wanted was to scream
But he was dead within

Only if it’s just a dream
Like a movie on screen
Somber was the theme
Theatric in extreme

Rope on the beam
His legs dangling
Nothing in between
It was obscene

He was seventeen
His name was Jean
The boy who wore pink
His light went dimmed

-Poem-

PLHIV who’s owning his status 🌈
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