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Mar 3
You're my fault,
The product of my imagination,
Everything in life I wanted,
Everyone I wanted to live in stagnation,
I'd rather live in my anger,
Then let it live in me,
And if the meds aren't in my head,
It's all the broken images of what I wanted life to be.
Abbott J Hardison
Written by
Abbott J Hardison  15/M/Rochester NY
(15/M/Rochester NY)   
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