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Jun 2017
It feels like they carved up my insides with one of those stupid pumpkin scoops,
And cut me into what they think I should be
They stick an LED light in
To keep me bright and to cover the empty they left
To hide my mutilated insides
So they don't have to face up to what they've done
I'm a Jack-o-lantern of modern society
With a permanent smile
And dead eyes
With raw shredded guts
And the knowledge I'm not whole.
Dameon Smith
Written by
Dameon Smith  Hogwarts, England
(Hogwarts, England)   
   Lior Gavra
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