This poem is such a scary thought. Gives me chills.

The beauty of life I treasured no more,
an object I am, discarded and 
destroyed when not wanted,
as if a toy, not a man, 
stripped of humanness, 
perhaps a cyborg. 
The non-beings usurp; 
the death of another human is the afterglow.
Who Are They That Never Go Home?
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Deb Palmer
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This poem is such a scary thought. Gives me chills.
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Written by Deb Palmer
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