My open letter to GBCN

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Goth was here, but not any more.
He did not find what he was looking for.
Time to say goodbye, yes very sad is he.
But time for greener pastures, and to find some peace.

He will always remember
The times here long ago.
Where he first found acceptance
And finally found a home.

He will always be grateful for that,
Though those times will never be
Again or ever.
And that's what hurts me.

Alone he feels
And greatly misunderstood.
Always the black sheep
Where ever he goes.

But this one thing he knows
This life has taught him much.
That it's better to be alone, and find a home
In the solitude and the silence.

So I leave you this poem
It's all I have to give.
I wish you all the best
From now and ever more.

Some of you really hurt me before, but I've moved on. No hard feelings.

(emo)poet.