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Feb 2016
Even though they're all dysfunctional,
they are mine.
I'm stuck knowing that they exist until the day I stop.
I get to relive memories and make millions with them.
Watch their lives go by,
along with my own.
See my twin go through life's trials,
watch my mother and watch father as well,
be put into the ground.
Grandma and Grandpa too.
Held forever in my heart,
embedded into my bones,
my love for those dysfunctional *******,
forever close.
Michael Rucker
Written by
Michael Rucker  Naples, Florida
(Naples, Florida)   
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