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Apr 2012
She doesn't need me anymore,
so she casts my words aside.
She doesn't need me anymore,
her head filled with pride.

She aims to cause me pain,
and that's okay with me.
I'll accept her vengeful words,
if it brings her peace.

She doesn't love me anymore,
I've caused her too much grief.
She doesn't love me anymore,
because I hindered her beliefs.

She says she'll never forgive me,
but it's not forgiveness that I seek.
I pray only that she finds happiness,
so that the tears dry from her cheeks.

I only sought to protect her future,
but she can't see that now.
I pushed her to make the right decisions,
I did not aim to disavow.

I tried to make her see the truth,
that her choices would bring her misery.
Instead she's pushed me away,
and chose to embrace her pipe dreams.

I'll always be there waiting,
for her to outstretch her fragile hands.
For her to see I only wanted what's best,
and to accept me into her life again.

But she doesn't need me anymore.
She says she'll make her own way.
And she doesn't love me anymore,
instead she harbors only hate.

But I will stand beside her,
and I will never let her fall.
My niece, I hold you so dearly.
Your uncle loves you most of all.
This poem I wrote for my niece. In trying to help her to make good decisions, she feels that I have wronged her.
John Chris Risner
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