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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
About a dad that tried to take the place of another failure dad, but failed.

Submitted: July 30, 2008

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Submitted: July 30, 2008



I hope you're happy with what you've done
All that you've killed and what you've become
Maybe, someday, you will look out
through my eyes and see all this doubt
What I feel when you tell me that you love me
How could you destroy such innocence?
Running away when your lies become dense
Living off the sorrow that you induce
The people that you reduce
I hope that you can't sleep at night
All that you see is my face, and your fight
The conflict that you started, and the pain that it wrought
And I know you know that all of those things that you bought
will never make it right
How could it ever be the same as it used to be?-
When you aren't the same as when you fathered me
Fighting me, you fight yourself
As you struggle, your fires begin to engulf
I hope that you feel guilty as hell
For all those times that I fell
Telling myself that you loved me, because you said so
And having proof in front of you that makes you know
Makes you see in startling clarity
That the man who was supposed to have stepped in-
Fathered you when the one responsible would sin
Who told you that he loved you
Would as soon look at you as beat you

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