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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wonder if you love me.. For I'm your only son.. I grew up with no childhood.. Because of you there was no fun.. So I'm sending you my thoughts.. For now that I have grown.. I want to start with I love you.. For your the only father I have ever known.. I hope that when you read this.. You will finally come to learn.. That a father was all I needed.. Love from you was all I yearned.. This one memory is all i can share.. For only one is all I can bare.. Well its midnight again.. And yet your still gone.. We know you've been drinking.. Most of the day and all night long.. My sister said Mikey look over there.. I think somethings wrong.. For our mother looks scared.. mom asks us both to sit down beside by her.. And with a trembling voice so riddled with fear.. As she gives us our warnings witch seemed so clear.. She says just run fast if he gets near.. With worry shes ridden.. And the fear she cant fake.. For down her pail face.. Come the tears her eyes make.. We know what is coming.. with fear we just wait.. For now its after 2.. And only hell can be our fate. Just then we all freeze.. We now the time has come.. Thats when mom says he's home.. She say's to hurry go get into bed.. And act like your sleeping.. For maybe he's tired and a fight he's not seeking.. It didn't take long before he was in.. With the slamming of the door his face bore a grin.. He yelled for our mother to get off her ass.. Get in this kitchen and bitch make it fast.. I hated my father not just for the names.. But the beatings he gave her until the blood came.. Then dad yelled for my sister in there she ran.. To only get beat and hit like a man.. I fear that I am next..I wish I could hide.. then I heard my name called.. And I begin to cry.. And As my door opened.. I prayed in my mind.. God I hope it don't hurt.. Like it did the last time.. Then it got so quiet.. I opened my eyes.. My father wasn't there.. It was only my wife.. With my eyes full of tears.. And my bed soaked with sweat.. I realized I was dreaming.. Of a time i cant forget..
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