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Sep 21
Cracks in the cement,
Your body bent.
Like a maze over it all.
Sweet but small,
A bad attitude.
That’s what they said,
That’s what everyone said about you.
You came from above,
From where your body fell from.
You fell so far,
You fell so hard.
You fell for all the bad ideas.
So let’s make it clear,
You’re not the victim here.
You never were.
You never were here at all.
You started as a ghost,
And became what you hated most.
Anthony Esposito
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Anthony Esposito  32/M
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