Neatly a poem

Spent years
Editing people out of photos
Created other lives to lead
Text lined up neatly

If dreams are good
They are silent
Abrupt and rude
Frustrations warehouse edit

Scammers are true
They want your attention
Friends though?
Fight flee scratch bite

Spent years
Trying to be another
The one they wanted
The needed and hallowed

The names we used
The curses the aggression
The ripped couch
Off the street

The many loves gone
The wonder of it all
The happiness
In finding yourself

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