Poem -

Matt

He got her drunk,while high on junk,nine months later they had a mutt
while inside the womb beer and cigarettes is mostly what he consumed.
i can't imagine why all he touches is doomed.a 34 year old adolescent,
would rather self destruct than take his blessing.how much longer can,
this man make it.life is funny and tragic why does the
Unwanted live and the good die at eleven.ceated to suffer my 
walk is black,He finds peace in the corner of a sack.
 

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