Dead Beat
one *****
entering the womb of a women
his sperm her eggs
equals the life of a child
drugs and achol controling his image
damage
arguments of fierce blood sheed
words that hang within sucuide
lost hope
she leaves
gone
one blink
custody battles
child support that you didn't pay
jailtime, but no thoughts of his sperm
childish he runs the street
hiting and abusing women
years later after he give up his rights, he visions me
asking, longing to see my face
lies and un answered questions confusing me
no smile
just the hatrid of this man
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