fueding familys
saddened friendships
that will never grow
father uses the harshest words
but how much
did he stop to learn
maybe if he listened
or could atleast say he tried
maybe we wouldn't be here
my trust in father slowly dies
all my years of crying
all their hurtfull lies
now its my turn to leave
so to my beloved father
goodbye
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