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To Daddy

You were a killer.
Not in the usual, physical sense, no.
Your specialty was the sense of people.
Whom you'd slowly corrupt.
Like a spider you'd trap us,
In nets of lies and guilt.
You took my mentality,
And shattered it
Into a thousand pieces.
Everything you touched
Would slowly, but surely,
fall apart.
You made it clear.
It was my fault
that I couldn't love you back.
To this day, after seventeen years,
I'm still recollecting.
I still don't recognise
Who I am.
I no longer see you,
But your voice is
Always there
to fill my head
With nasty thoughts.
Panda-Paw
Written by Panda-Paw (UrbanPoe)
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