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DADDY


	it was your job to protect me. you failed. you let them hurt me and touch me. you picked them over me and my innocence. you let me fall into my darkness and and my soul died. it was your job to protect me and keep me safe, but instead you honor those whose hands choke and kill. you walk with pride and call yourself my DADDY. Did you ever stop to think why i hate that word so much? if only you knew how many times they made me say that to them.

1034 days ago Reply

thats a touching poem

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