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Bastard

I realize now
What it is you care about
Its not me
It never will be
You tried for the last time
Enough is enough
Stop trying

You had the nerve
To hurt me then
Then to hurt me again
What gives you the right
Leave me be

Stay away
Don’t even speak to me
I won’t let you hurt me again
Fuck you
I don’t need you
I never did
I never will
Fuck you

Author notes

this is about the bastard that actully calls himself my father
Written January 3rd, 2006


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  • Bean Sidhe silver member
    October 13, 2008

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    Ouch

    Exactly what I was looking for. I personally find this method of writing cathartic. Nice job & thanks for entering! Best of luck.


  • Decorus Somnium
    January 3, 2006
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    ur welcomed anytime


  • blackrosesteph
    January 3, 2006
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    why thank you

  • Decorus Somnium
    January 3, 2006
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    sad...deep...great poem.i love it,and sorry for that with youur father...