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Friday, July 14, 2006

DaddY I hate you

Daddy I hate you
Daddy I hate your memories.
I hate your voice.
I hate your stupid beard
I hate your eyes,
they make me want to run and hide.
I hate your hands, and I hate you.
Dear daddy, you used to rock me to sleep,
but now I'm lying awake.
I want to scream at you.
I want to run away.
I want some peace to get me though the day
I want to break through some kind of wall that I can't get past.
I want to push you into the dirt, I want make you fall, I want to see you hurt.
I hate your tears, they make me mad, they're not real.
They're just another lie, in this web you've created.
And I'm caught, stuck between what's reality and what was a lie.


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