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May 2022
It’s just who I am,
“Hi my name is Sam.”

Sam is a simple guy you see,
All his trauma happened at 3,
No mom, no dad, they both left him be
All alone since the age of 3.

Dad died of depression,
A hopeless regression,
He wrote a confession,
2 shots in succession.

Mom a harlot, ****, a *****,
Always wanting something more,
Down the barrel of a .44,
Heaven did right that little score.
No my name isn’t Sam… my mom and dad are both alive… just felt like writing
Timothy Fuller
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