You were a street urchin
told your pecking order
slinking in the shadows.
I remember.
You survived the street wars
licking your wounds and hurts
your mind eased with drugs and drink.
I remember.
The shadows still haunt you
glimpses of a hellish past
emptiness your confidiant.
I remember.
Now, the truth comes to light.
Who you really are
your me!...your me.
I remember now.
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