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Jan 2015
He cannot take the violence
Cringing with every drop of life
Flinching with every human touch
Even tv violence is to much
Stomach knots up
And the shell hardens
As his head sinks in
And this hell envelopes him
Tv shootings wife beatings
Soldier bombing
Bullets flying
Every shadow is suspicion
Every stranger in his vision
A possible perpetrator
Another traitor
With loud noises
And sudden movements
Eyes avert
Shoulders slump
He stays away
Because the violence of life
Is just to much
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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