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A Happy Little Poem

Poetry By: Atton Brown
Young adult



Yeah..not really happy just me killing my dad again.


Submitted:Dec 22, 2009    Reads: 87    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


I wanted to write a "happy little poem"

one that would make you smile.

But why should you smile

When I can't?

I smiled when he left.

After the tears

the waiting

the wishing he'd died

I smiled

When i thought he was hurt

then maybe he'd know how i felt

Every

Fucking

Night

But they can never know

because i wear a mask

that hides it all

You will never see the pain he's caused me

I simply won't allow it.

So you want a happy poem?

"There was a father and a son

one held a gun

The son pulled the trigger

Killed that nigger

And watched him die

With no remorse, no tears in his eyes"

Happy?





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