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Dad

I shouldn't hate you
For you have taught me
What hurt is physically.
You mantled a smile
To teach the definition of lies
'Oh you wore it so crookedly.
When I was 9 you treated me
Like a daddy should only treat mummy.
You taught me how to fear.
So when the night turned cold
And my bruises ached
Your name would burn, and warm my tears.
riyah_darling
Written by riyah_darling (DementedDamsel)
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