Poem -

Stripped to the bone, this is no longer your home.

Wasted piece of flesh walking on all of our faces, we feel the dirt in our teeth, tastes cowardly. Regretful tears flood your vision but thoughts of change are no where to be found. Countless hours wasted on caring, shoved into a box and put to the side for later, you repeated offender. Heartfelt apologies made in advance, crimes without consequence. Love replaced with fear, grows more and more with every passing year.

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