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Mar 2020
I closed the door to the past then ran and ran
until I was stopped by a group of evil men
Their eyes empty
Void of all things heavenly
I tried to break through but my anxiety was killing me
So I screamed for somebody, anybody to help me
but not a single person came
It never surprised me
Why would anyone help a nobody

Those vile men tore my soul apart
Twisted my perception of all things good
and now I live in the dark

I once begged for mercy but now I force a smile
because everything
Is oh so gravy.
Created by me on February 2nd, 2020
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
(21/M/Ontario)   
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