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Abuser

I was supposed to post this on father's day but I was afraid to...not sure why...


Its a hell of day to think about
When my father beat my mom
Resulting in silent stagnant
Lifelong dram
Bare feet in shoes filled
Topbound with thumbtacks
Slit! Stab! Cut!
Is the pain up in my thorax
Had the nerve following
Thee to then leave her
Id have killed him off quick
Clean as a ceaser
Soiled his body then I
Woulda kept it truckin
9 fathers' days after
Wouldve meant nothing
Contrary what corrupts me
Is understanding
But im marked kinda bad
With this lifelong branding
Turned memory
Pain at its highest
Anger at its greatest
And torchure at its finest
Just a thought though
Nothing more or less
Im gonna need cranes and trucks
To re-clean this mess
Written by BLaccZacc
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