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Father
I never understand how you can
Take one look at me; curly hair,
Freckled nose, a reflection of
Your once former self, and
Walk away without a word.
-life without a dad
The thing about having
An addict for a father
Is an addict only appearing
When money runs dry,
veins return to a blueish stream,
forcing him to become sober enough
To fake the love of a father.
-only until his next score
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