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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Step-fathers

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The first time that it happened I could see how she was charmed; He seemed like a nice person Til he caused all this harm. I soon came to my senses, Began to understand Despite all I had ever thought, He wasn't a good man, So I erased him from my life, And learned to live alone; A lonely only child In a single-parent home. The second time it happened, I got a bit annoyed; I was sick of being thrown around And played with like a toy. But I think she really loves him; He's set up camp in her heart. And I think she'll keep on loving him, As he tears her child apart.

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