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Apr 2015
The only bad thing
that really
happened to me
in my childhood
was my mother
constantly
cheated
on my father.
It left no visible marks
or any signs of deformity,
perhaps
just a little,
some invisible pain.
Guess I'm,
I'm the lucky one.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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