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Jun 2014
He is an ugly man,
hard to
connect with.

he gets neglected,
or plain rejected,
he doesn't see
what really matters

He is a catcher, angry at batters.

A man to avoid, a man who is better,
he does not fulfill any need, hopeless by
greed and troubled by green.
The last day he was seen,
he carried a stone, to resemble his heart
when he fell apart.
I wonder who will miss him when he's gone.
Daan
Written by
Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
420
     ---, Hugh and Trance
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