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Death of an American Beauty

October 11, 2017
By Stony_Carter BRONZE, Bethlehem, Pennsylvania
Stony_Carter BRONZE, Bethlehem, Pennsylvania
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You gave yourself 

permission to rip my heart out,

and now

you have the audacity

to act surprised when you find it missing?

 

I aspire to nothing

besides my development

as I blossom in the moon's light at night

I, your antithesis

bridled fire on a warpath

born from the ashes

of your warped reality

 

The mirror, the enemy

shattered as the years pass

for fear of those features

staring back at me.

But age cannot be escaped.

 

I hate

how much of me

is dependant

on not being being you.

 

But I will break this family's cycle.

Bet.



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