some days its fine.
the
screaming silenced.
its almost erie.
he rases his fist.
anger in
his eyes.
no love its scary.
we scream.
we yell.
almost as if we
were dancing.
so gone are the days
when i could say i love
you
without cowering behind my words.
to love you like a daughter
should.
and to feel the warmth of a father.
thats my only
longing.
the want
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