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The one part missing father, the other part sad mother. The accidental creation of a monster. The addict of toxins only ingested by trolls. You didn’t teach me how to love. How was i supposed to know how to look at her? You made my mother cry. How was i supposed to know how to hold her? You made my mother yell. Instead, you taught me what not to do. You taught me “ Don’t go missing at night without calling her “ You taught me “ Don’t bring another lady to your kids school to pick them up “ You taught me “ Don’t yell at her, she’s scared. “ You taught me what not to do. I taught me what to do. I love like it was my job handed to me by the gods themselves. I love like he just rolled over in bed and his bedhead is my favorite. I love like taking cool showers on warm days. I love like let me take you to dinner. I love like this flower, this ocean, this world, reminds me of your eyes. But i hate. I hate you. I’m not mad at you. I’m not upset with you. I just hate you. You created this and every time i see your face in mine, i want to hide. Father.
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Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 5:11 PM UTC
Father
The one part missing father, the other part sad mother. The accidental creation of a monster. The addict of toxins only ingested by trolls. You didn’t teach me how to love. How was i supposed to know how to look at her? You made my mother cry. How was i supposed to know how to hold her? You made my mother yell. Instead, you taught me what not to do. You taught me “ Don’t go missing at night without calling her “ You taught me “ Don’t bring another lady to your kids school to pick them up “ You taught me “ Don’t yell at her, she’s scared. “ You taught me what not to do. I taught me what to do. I love like it was my job handed to me by the gods themselves. I love like he just rolled over in bed and his bedhead is my favorite. I love like taking cool showers on warm days. I love like let me take you to dinner. I love like this flower, this ocean, this world, reminds me of your eyes. But i hate. I hate you. I’m not mad at you. I’m not upset with you. I just hate you. You created this and every time i see your face in mine, i want to hide. Father.
a very meaningful poem i wrote to my father
#love#hate#father#mom#family#independence
Nxmoee
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Nxmoee
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 5:11 PM UTC
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