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Feb 2020
do you see the hurt
it has been so long
I thought I was numb
the hatred you harbor
it stains my skin again

was I not good enough
did I fall short somehow
what did I ever do but live
your temper is like fire
burning across my temples

was I ever even anything
you scream Iā€™m ungrateful
what am I to be grateful for
that you birthed me on a whim
I did not consent to being alive
will
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will  22/America
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   Bogdan Dragos
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