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The difference between you and me is simple.

Plainer than anything I've ever seen.

Me.

I speak in truth, hold these words as sacred.

Careful with every one that passes through my lips.

You.

You speak in jest, making a mockery.

Burning your malice into the ears of all who hear.

Me.

I move gently, softer than rose petals

As sure not to catch the eye of an innocent bystander.

You.

You thrash your limbs, flail your breath to me

As your claws scrape my flesh until it bleeds.

Me.

I lack the courage to walk away, close the door

And allow you to slowly rot on your own.

You.

You are a succubus, taking all you can from me

Until I'm left wilting, longing for a touch of affection.

 

It's been over two decades

And you still haven't changed, Daddy.

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May 25, 2013
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