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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The touch of hands so soft the feel of love so lost and a child of a sinner's cost I was used, abused and raped this poetry is how I tell my HATE towards my father, I his own daughter should never wish to slaughter a man so known in my life What a horrible end with my bloody knife they ask me if I am troubled they ask me what went wrong I just smile and say "Nothing, it's been my fault all along." because thats all they wanted to hear they didn't want the truth I had once been innocent now I am the deadly youth so I tell you now I will sit, be silent and stay for my mother didn't care her marrige was far to important for her love for me to get in the way She use to say "Twenty-five years, we've been together" Then she'd say "It's going to be forever." Well mother I am sorry to say Your beloved husband got lost along the way to a happy end he made my life hell and I'll make it back all to well. I never meant to make you cry I never meant to tell the truth But mother I can tell you now Even though you hate me I do nothing but love for its my father who should shed the blood You kicked me out and called me a lie well sorry mother that I am still alive I have come to terms with all you've said and to your suprise I would LOVE to be dead because I never would of thought that you'd chose him over me so mother I love you That is my honesty
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