dad

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beer bottles scattered

why is my heart fractured?

too tired to climb this ladder


the yelling is loud

i don't make a sound

until i hear her hit the ground


why does he act weird?

i hate his stupid beard

and i hate the way he peered


the shattered glass

i'm sure this alcoholism will pass

you're a pain in the ass


but i love you.


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hi stevie



not elaborating

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