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Dear Father,

 Did you ever really love me

While you watched me grow,

Familiar faces of rage as you drank 

Until someone else had to feel your pain.

Dear Father

How does it feel 

Now that scars have been left

And promises  you will never fill

Innocence of children better not 

Father,

Tell me how it feels.

Dear Father,

Tell me how it feels,

With the childhoods that you stole and kept for yourself.

Tell me where you're hiding them, 

They'll never live long enough to haunt you

They'll never live.

Dear Father, 

Did I finally make you proud,

While I lie sleeping
Ten feet under the ground.