As the boulders fall
And the citizens move
To avoid the ever crumbling floor
Of mount nevermore
There’s a hut
Atop the mountain
Which belongs to a young boy
Who’s on the run
From the past
He tries to escape
His memories and fears
His hut, which stands
Brings tears, the joy it brings
Makes the boy want to sing
He is faced with a problem
Since he cannot talk
He sits atop the ever-crumbling floor
Of Mount Nevermore
The mountain so high
And so strong
Can lift an infinite amount of weight
But crumbles at the sorrow of others
That is one thing this mountain can’t lift
The boy with many problems
Which crumbles the mountain floor
Of the much-loved mount nevermore
Leaves his hut, which slowly fades
He looks for another mountain
In hopes of only a friend
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
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