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#godieinahole
Warning: Bleeped out profanity. Read at your own risk I would call you "dad" But I would be ashamed to do so You cannot stand up for anyone Fooled into submission by her That f·cking Satanic b·tch Who is more irresponsible than I I am ashamed you ever bed with her I watch your offspring, wishing to be dead Now I love your children They even call me "Mama" Isn't that alarming? When they confuse their birthgiver with their sister? But what would I know I'm just a young girl I don't know anything, says you You overprotect me anyhow As soon as I can leave, I'll be gone without a trace Living with my mother, the woman that you hate That you talk sh·t about, while I am within hearing range Then act like nothing happened, do you think I am a bafoon? At least I have the ****** courage To tell someone to f·ck off I'm glad I'm nothing like you So, just f·ck off
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 4:10 AM UTC
Dear Father,
Tears rush down my cheeks My nose runs I desperately scrounge for Kleenex You stand and stare awkwardly Unapologetic for your cruelty You're safe for now; I'm still crying But once this flood stops And I figure out exactly how much is your fault You'll die I still have ten seconds of bawling You have ten seconds to run Run to Ecuador and become a drug dealer **** off the Yakuza in Kyoto Double cross a gang of Trinidadians Become an alcoholic gold miner All of these are less consequential than what I plan to do. Any place is safer than in front of me, so you'd best be fleeing. Ten seconds ************
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
Ten Seconds