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Aug 6
my father has carried it for as long as i remember,
i am pretty sure he has meant it for me too
i do not wish to hold it, in fact i think it's pathetic
i don't want to have anything to do with it

well it sticks to me still, but i believe i will rip it off one day
i am pretty sure i am right, the disgust that i feel towards it,
well it's raw, it's deep, i didn't just come up with that one day
so even if i am wrong and what i tell is heresy
then just know that it is not my mind that is sick, it is my heart

and if that is true then just cross me out for there was no other way
Written by
Tommy Zelman
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