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Jan 2012
i cant take this
im gonna break
deep thots
falling into this abyss
of sorrow
looking ahead
towards tomorrow
but theres no light
at the end of this tunnel
i cant stand it
are you happy
that you've done this to me
now i
cant stand the ******* sight of you
the look
your smell
everything about you
disgusts me
churns my stomach
your emptee promises
pierce right through me
like a needle though  a vest
or my bullet through your chest
your history
you mean nothing to me
and you try to call yourself a father
but yet you wont even call
why?
thats all i want to know
i want reasons
no more excuses
ive grown too old for 'em
there getting useless
i see right through 'em
i aint stupid
its your loss
ill get through this
i did a thousand times before
youd say you come
id sit and wait
but not even get a call
im done wasting my time
i gotta let go
before i commit a crime
by the way dad
i miss you..
Michael McBride
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