Hardened
Dec 17, 2024
A kid, back against the wall — this is where I was hardened. Stand. Stand. Stand.
And a swing.
Stand. Stand. Stand. And a swing.
What seemed like days, was only hours.
This was to toughen me up, to harden me.
Don’t cry.
Stand strong.
Stand. Stand. Stand. And a swing.
Stand. Stand. Stand. And a swing.
The metal bar strikes, abs tighten,
pain reverberates.
I am hardened.
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