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Read Morehey dadhappy father’s day hope hell’s treatin you miserably got some good newsand some bad news good news you were harderto get rid ofthan I thought bad news well…you are harderto get rid ofthan I thought against my better judgmenti keep findin my wayback to...
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agreed
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“spent a few years
at the bottom
of a bottle
turns out
you can drown lota things
but demons fuckin float.”Penned with brutal honesty, 253. I concur with Fia. The stanza above has a lot of fucking bite, I can definitely relate to living in a bottle most of my life. Thanks for sharing your story. Appreciate you.
Damian
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appreciate it Damian
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This raw spill poem punches like a professional boxer. Each word is a bloodied and brawny fist, smashing its mark, square in the face. I absolutely concur with both, Fia, and Damian. Also, I do hope you see and realize the one and perhaps most important fact here: Your children do not fear you or cringe when you’re are near. You have effectively recreated the cycle of abuse. Thank you for sharing such a painful write.
Clay
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appreciate it. one thing did right.
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“..Wear it well you are beautiful to me.”
BANG!!
A well written piece!
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Read Morewhat is this?what are we?do you remember me asking that?forget I ever askedI know longer need an answerthere’s a pretty good chance there isn’t oneyou know what I mean? indeed like where are weself evident….soul residents grazing in our here and...
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thank you graciously dearest Damian ❤️
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Read MoreBlue sky without a cloudHigh above the groundGolden feathers in the airLooking down on people thereClimbers scaling stoneWhite peak standing aloneThe sea below the cliff sideWhile I catch the rising tideFar away from the jagged rockthey glaze up highWatching...
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Some people should not be allowed to be parents. I can feel the pain in this.