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Ode to Ode

Ode to the belt

And how nice it never felt

Ode to the fist

That knew just how to make my stomach twist

Ode to the bruises

Which left no excuses

Ode to my jaw

For that punch it never quite saw

Ode to my ears

All those nights when I could hear my brothers' tears

Ode to my dad

And every time he's ever gotten mad

Ode to the world

And every obstacle its hurled

Ode to ode

And how well it never quite bode

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phim
Published
Apr 12, 2016
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