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Feb 2017
I was thrown at the hard ground
encircled by furious faces
someone kicked
another punched
others followed the same
I rolled all around in pain
Like a ball,
I was passed to everyone
Finally, I was burned.
I cried and screamed
None came for help
Instead, they cheered
Not once was I given a chance
to explain myself
I killed him
because I was *****.
cath
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cath
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