A Bombed Youth
A Poem

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pigs are what you eat
pigs are what you are
care for only your own well-being
not for now we are
the only time that Im free
is when im hurting me
wont even try to see eye to eye
alone with my pain and I.
Trust-Bust-Rust
Cused-Must-Cut
ban my life from me
if I enjoy it fuck it
captive in my home
where am i?
Lost.-All lost-Aloft
Alone-Alone-Alone