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Oct 2015
I tore the pictures of myself
From earlier times
I tore them to shreds

I was tired of seeing past times
How incredibly stupid

Pictures of ourselves
Put into frames

I ripped the picture
I do not care about the past

I live with a person
Who never lives in the present

A mindless
Stupid Idiot

Watching the news
Talking to the dogs

What a stupid person
Do something constructive

A life of doing nothing
Of being nothing

I tear the pictures
Of myself

These old memories
I forget
I forget these people

And though my body
May exist in this place
My mind does not

And there is no financial future
For Americans my age

Only part time work
Living in this home

I tore the pictures
Every last one
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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