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Contributed by vampyrekiss on Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 03:49:03 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry

As Im telling the truth,
you keep on hating me.
As I beg your mercy in pain,
you keep on beating me down.

i feel like a penny-slave,
no right to talk,
no right to walk away.
Just sit on the chair,
and feel the pain that you give.

You said you love me,
you said you care for me,
they're just all a lie.
You just love and care,
the money inside your pocket.

I'm sorry I can't find a penny for you,
I'm sorry I'm just a mistake.
Do you still think I'm your daughter?
Or am I a slave who has no right?

Give me a reason that you hit me,
I didn't hit you back cause you're my dad.
you even beat my mom on the ground,
is that enough for you to hurt someone?

You have no feeling for anyone,
you want everyone to respect you,
I'm sorry you're not a divine.
You're just another kind of sick humankind.
I'm sorry we're not good for you,
except the prostitute that you're fooling with.

I don't feel afraid of death anymore,
cause I'm feeling it everyday.
You don't love me Dad,
you just love money and your properties.
You're the one who hates me,
youre the one who enslaved me.

Kill me Dad, kill me,
I beg you from the bottom of my heart.
I won't see this pain anymore,
I won't be your son anymore.

I can't stand to feel this hatred,
I hate you Dad,
please just go away.

I will soon be gone,
and also your face in my sight.
I won't see you anymore,
I won't feel this anymore,
cause you're just killing me,
you'd understand me if you were me.

Copyright © vampyrekiss ... [ 2004-04-18 15:49:03]
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Re: dad (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 09:02:39 PM AEST
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oi... harsh reality bite... *thinking* ... a good expressive rant, hope closure runs by your way... ;0)
~Remy~

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