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Lovely Little Letter
Long time since we talked, stranger Ordinarily I wouldn’t write you, son of a granger Right at this moment, however, I think I might Especially if I’m going to bury memories of nights Nights, you may remember, where you thought abuse was right. Sorry I know it’s a weird salutations But I felt I needed to lay some foundations. The voice of your son coming back for a talk Is maybe something you should ditch with a walk. I’m not here, to be “crystal clear”, at all to hear your voice. I thought it’d bring me cheer, in a moment near, to “beat your rear”, then rejoice in my choice. The eldest son, I’m to take care of everyone, and in that you made me lack. I’m no longer 21 with a mom who violence shuns, so I believe in the retaliatory attack. You have a new life now, even a new wife (how?), but it’s not like you changed. She may be a right sow, but you tricked her (wow), so I guess play the game you arranged. The last time I saw you, we were pleasant polite because mom kept saying no. Now I’d take a tooth and an eye too, maybe all of your sight, sorry the vengeance was slow. And I know you might beg, probably in your death, forgiveness from my saying But, heavens are brass for such an incorrigible ass, you’re still the same monster preying.
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