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An ode to my father, for whatever reason. The father who seems to find great joy in the fights. The father who never tells me goodnight. To the father who loves, to the father who hates. To the father who stands there guarding the gates. To the father who's sweet, to the father who's sour. To the father whose glare makes me sink down and cower. To the years of the silence, to the years of crushed dreams, the years of good memories ripped down the seams. To the years of the love you showed to my sisters, while I annoy you like a pestering blister. To all the time crying spent alone in my bed. To the feelings of loneliness you've ingrained in my head. An ode to you, Father, For whatever reason.
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Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 3:02 PM UTC
Ode to My Father
An ode to my father, for whatever reason. The father who seems to find great joy in the fights. The father who never tells me goodnight. To the father who loves, to the father who hates. To the father who stands there guarding the gates. To the father who's sweet, to the father who's sour. To the father whose glare makes me sink down and cower. To the years of the silence, to the years of crushed dreams, the years of good memories ripped down the seams. To the years of the love you showed to my sisters, while I annoy you like a pestering blister. To all the time crying spent alone in my bed. To the feelings of loneliness you've ingrained in my head. An ode to you, Father, For whatever reason.
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Italian
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 3:02 PM UTC
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