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Testament

I've pressed blades against my skin
To emphasize what i lack within
How could you hate me so?
I am your kin  
 
Your approval is all i needed
Something less bitter and conseded
Than disapproving grunts
I pleaded  
 
Don't care for me out of a sense of duty
I want you to love me truly
Godammit!
YOUR blood runs through me  
 
Ive run my soul to catastrophy  
You've nurtured my apathy
Dear dad
Smile happily  
 
At my fucking funeral
Written by SquareLord
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Author's Note
Everything is getting a little bottled up, poetry helps. I don't know any of your faces so it's the only way i can share
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