I stand still, heart hammering.
Preparing pleas to defend damnation,
From his angry accusations. his hypocritical hatred
Fired furiously at my insecure inferiority
His curses call tears to my emotional eyes.
Defences destroyed, I cry carelessly
How heartless dearest dad can you be.
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In the Lonely Light of Morning
It's the bitter taste of loosing everything that I've held so dear!
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