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Matt
Poems
Jan 2016
A Misery Poem
Born with
An ugly body
Nothing I can do
12 turns to 1
And then to 2
There is no will
The emptiness is here!
A world full of nothing
And I find it quite queer
A part time worker
An early morning jerker
If I am ever kicked out
Of here
I will live at the park
And I can tell you
I'm a bit of a ***
And isn't it fun
Being so lazy
Lying in the sun
That guy
Chased some
Invisible dream
A lifetime
Sitting in an office
What misery it seems!
I do as I want
I do not care
God will not fix
My body
So there
I'll have things
My way
Each and every day
Just a body
That lays about
I want to scream
I want to shout
Loving women
Where are you???
They are nowhere near me
I should get a clue
Destined it seems
To live life alone
And so I write
This misery poem
Written by
Matt
34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)
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