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When

When the closest
You've come to sex
In two years
Is delivering newspapers
You get attached to mailboxes.

When the closest
You've been to happiness
In as long
Is a Cadbury's King-size Blackforest
You get miserable skin.

When all you see
Everytime you gaze
Upon a mirror
Is a hating truth
You learn to fear reflections

Life's like that, a bit.
I can say one thing
To Fate, to Destiny, to Lady Luck
Bite Me.
Disappear from my world
And go fuck up someone else's fortunes.

Matthew Robertson

12 January 1998 - 22 February 1999