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Egged
Found
Cracked
Useless
Beat me to death
Beat me til I no longer feel the pain
Beat out this misery that I go through
Beat me til I feel nothing
Because that's all I am
Nothing
Torn from my mother
Dad unknown
Hard shell to protect from danger
This false ache
That I portray to have
It's all lies
It's my disguise
The attention that I crave
I am no longer dazed
If not beat
Whip this egg into shape
Let it not be scrambled
Or fried
Just let it sit and soak
Stale its life away
Can't become a chick
So I remain
Yolk
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Anna J Carroll
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