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The hole
The hole The hole I feel every year Mother’s Day and Father’s Day Celebration for your off spring The hole that no one can take Each year the hole grows I want to call you up on the phone Tell you about all the things You believe I would never do After all I was created by you! Each yeah the hole grows As I watch marriages grow Knowing you will never give me away, Oh wait, you did already, for your personal gain Alcohol, laughs and even jokes While your daughter had to encounter the strokes. Not the way I dream of to be given to a man at just 9 years old. Each year the hole grows Wanting to be seen and heard And be told I’m so proud of you Only to be nothing more than the dirt on your shoes Instead your voices play over within my head “You will amount to nothing” “You tell and I find out, I’ll make it so you can’t speak” The hole that grows And the pain that seeps With every mother and father love story I just want to rip off my ears The hole grows Each day, sucking the life away While I wonder on earth as a stray Unwanted and disregarded Forever parted The hole grows
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