Matt Young

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Biography of Matt Young

my name is Matt. as you will notice most of my poems are about a girl i lost a long time agon. to tell you the truth i never really had her. i grew up in a small town with a single mother and a father who never came around. the one man i looked up to died when i was 5, but he passed on to me a love for sports and while he was abusive, he also taught me how women should be treated. for some reason with me he was completely different than he was with my grandmother. my mom said he worshiped the ground i walked on. while this doesnt make him a good person the lessons i learned from him i carry with me to this day.

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As I lay here in the dark
I wait to feel your spark
My body’s lifeless on the floor
Waiting for you to come through that door
I look at my hands all covered with red
If only you knew these words unsaid
Light comes through the door above
It feels as distant as your love
I know now your not going to make it

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