BIOLOGICAL
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My lungs stir beneath a black cloak
A bridal veil of ash and smoke
The Wedding From Hell
inside my chest
Dear Mr. Biological Father,
As a young child, all I ever wanted was a real dad.
All of the dads in the movies played ball and ran around in the yard with their kids.
I do?
Created by you,
Untouched by you,
Unloved by you,
What can I do?
Unknown and Unacknowledged;
You did this,
Created a person uncomfortable with
