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Nov 2013
Liquor lazily drips
from lonely lips
Tears flow from broke
blood red eyes
Cold invades
a once warm heart
Clothing torn to tatters
along with a life
Spare change from sorry pockets
rattle against embarrassed tin
Ashamed he walks
dreaming of yesterday’s life
Zach Claycomb
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Zach Claycomb  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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   Ann Beaver, August and Md HUDA
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