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Jun 2016
"um... is he okay?"
"who knows? just leave him be"

"what a ****"
"he's alright"
"not really"

"what's his problem?"
"he thinks the world is out to get him"

do they think i cannot hear them?
whispering about me so blatantly

it's as if they've forgotten i have ears
or maybe they just don't care anymore.

if so, we're more alike than they'd care to admit
for i too have long since lost the ability to give a ****.

some family.
George Anthony
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George Anthony  24/M/England
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