Marco Driver

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Me - Poem by Marco Driver

I am the son of a man whose god let him be
I am the son of a man who didn’t like me
I am a son, an uncle, a brother,
And I guess I am also the life of my mother

Oh god, why me,
Me, me, me, me!

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  • (9/29/2009 12:39:00 PM)

    lol I know! You think you have a problem with family? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? rofl We can't choose them but we can love them.

    We never leave them, no matter how demented or annoying they can be! lol Speaking personally, from an absolutely huge extended family back ground point of view.

    Of course love finds a way.

    I ask the same question all the time.

    Smiling at you

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 29, 2009

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