Is this poem worthy of a book?

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“This Picture of You”
Picture

Holding that smile that you stole from me
Happy, young, naive
My dad
My blood
But dead to me

Edges worn
Picture crinkled
Your brown hair, green eyes
Both bringing fury to my life

Found this picture
In an old brown box
Rotting in my garage
Sitting there
Glaring at me
I picked it up
Carried it to my room

With meaning more to me
Than to the common eye
Symbolizing what I’ve been through
Battles I’ve survived
Now you must suffer
For the mistakes you made
None can be taken back

This picture is my shield
My family’s shield
Using it to direct my anger
All onto You

You didn’t deserve my mother
Me
Or the air around you

18
Unprepared
I was your mistake

Your anger was a cataract
Blinding you from reality
Causing damage
Cannot be repaired
Your abusive ways
Caused harm
To those who surrounded you

As I entered your path
You made sure
I wouldn’t be able to again

My arm had been broken
In eight different places
Because I refused to look

You picked her up
Roughly by the throat
Just to watch her suffer

She didn’t
Fight
She didn’t
Struggle
She didn’t want to make me
Cry

How could you harm
A fragile baby
I was helpless
And Alone

How could you harm
The one you loved
She was helpless
And Alone

Because you did
We picked up and left
Leaving you helpless
And Alone

In a way I thank you
For setting us free
I found my new family
Who loves me
That’s more than I can say about

You
 
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