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A chair in a black void

with a shell of someone who used to be whole

Film reals play images of

  a man hitting a child across the face

  in the kitchen one winter night.

Images of

  a teenager crying and drinking alone

Images of

  doctors saving someone from another

  suicide attempt

Images of

  a father who can't conceal his resentment

Images of

  a desparate mother saying she has

  nothing to live for

Images of

  someone being told to shut the fuck up

Images of

  someone who has been scared

Images of

  someone hurting.

This poem is about: 
My family

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