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by Tiffany Miller

Daddy,

Do you want to know
Why I hate you, and
Why is it I despise you so

I hear you screaming in my dead
Last knigh when the moon arose
I tried to take myself to bed
But I hear you cursing everyone you know

Your words are swallowed up in hate
The battle in my head, you will not win
I want to cry, but the tears are too late
I see you put hands on her again, again, and again

I was afraid and I wanted to run
But, that young, where would I go
If it had not been for your son
I'd surely put on a show

You used me, pretended you loved
When you went to jail, I wrote
Then out of your life, I was shoved
If you think I need you, I don't

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