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and you went up the ladder
i decided to go down it
whatever way i could
seeking out the most disturbed
and down trodden people i could find ...
youth is too good to be wasted on the young
my hopeful ambitious grandfather told me
and that was how i interpreted it
i would have a bloody better time
in the ghetto
ghetto ... or just the edge of one really
the violence i saw was probably
just a preview ...
i mean i only
got locked in and threatened
with scissors and watch someone kick
his mothers head in during the small hours
and had my fingers bitten like real torture
you know when you
scream and it sound like
like not a human like a beast or something
and friends would scale the walls
to find me
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