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Daddy's girl.

Poetry By: lma
True confessions


Just a poem.


Submitted:Feb 7, 2010    Reads: 205    Comments: 11    Likes: 6   


My eyes no longer fill with tears,
when I hear your name,
although seeing your face I feel those fears,
did you know, I was the one who felt - she had to carry - the burden of your blame.

The fist,
the wall,
the fact you never missed,
your violence will stain us all.

So now you feel like you doing just fine,
A social drinker,
but you still enjoy your wine,
guess daddy's not such a thinker.

Did you know I still see your face?
In my worst dreams and thats on a weekly basis,
I pace, pace, pace
Why do I still have to see that face, on a regular basis?

Now they say am strong and secure,
they think am sound of mind and love the sound of my laughter,
I still wish you leaving really was the cure,
do you ever think of me your eldest daughter?

So i'll sit and act fine,
I'll stare at myself in the mirror,
and i'll think about stealing wine,
I've got this smile on my face, but like daddy am nothing but a fibber.





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