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Still, I stare
Off in the distance
Thinking of every instance
Where you have been less
My, what a mess
You’ve created of your world
Still, you spare
No words when verbally beating
The ones who endure
Trying to be sure
You place your blame
On all but the one
Victims we’re not
Of more than
Anger for being abandoned
For counting on
As always we had
Leaned on each other
Still, we care
Silent, we tear
Alone, we fear
One day we’ll hear
That it has gotten worse.


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