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Array ( [sid] => 152985 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => daddy. . . [time] => 2009-09-08 14:28:56 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I never trusted
anyone
after you. . .

left

. . . it was much too much for me

& so. . .

I (invented) a girl
who existed, (soul)ly in your shadow.

a shade of every (contused) colour

. . . indifference

defiance

fabrication

insecurity

detachment

facade. . .

. . .

listen, as your legacy beckons. . .

insatiable
insignificant

the never-ending sound
of being alone

so strong

the fear

of slamming doors. . . [comments] => 4 [counter] => 308 [topic] => 22 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )

daddy. . .

Contributed by elle on Tuesday, 8th September 2009 @ 02:28:56 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I never trusted
anyone
after you. . .

left

. . . it was much too much for me

& so. . .

I (invented) a girl
who existed, (soul)ly in your shadow.

a shade of every (contused) colour

. . . indifference

defiance

fabrication

insecurity

detachment

facade. . .

. . .

listen, as your legacy beckons. . .

insatiable
insignificant

the never-ending sound
of being alone

so strong

the fear

of slamming doors. . .

Copyright © elle ... [ 2009-09-08 14:28:56]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: daddy. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th September 2009 @ 06:32:08 AM AEST
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Nice write. Deep, emotional and perfectly structured.

-Phil

Re: daddy. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by poisonpen00ad on Wednesday, 9th September 2009 @ 05:00:44 PM AEST
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Powerful and deep...very good

Re: daddy. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th September 2009 @ 09:25:43 PM AEST
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Whenever I read, see, hear, know of abusive parents, I think of this quote from Keanu Reeve's character in Parenthood: You know, Mrs. Buckman, you need a license to buy a dog, to drive a car - hell, you even need a license to catch a fish. But they'll let any butt-reaming ******* be a father. Things like this make me want to cry. This poem made me want to cry.

The pain was powerful in this one, my dear Elle. The emotion tore a new hole in my already weathered heart.

Take care of you .

Much love,

Tim

Re: daddy. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by hetlerkh on Monday, 28th September 2009 @ 06:57:26 AM AEST
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hey ......
so great one ,,,i picked it up to read it cuz i wanted to see how does it feel like to have a real dad
i cant call mine a real dad
in every poem of mines u can see some of the hate i have to him in it ...not on purpose but just flowing out cuz its too much,,
well i guess i now know how its like and with your sweet words and expressing u can even make it sweeter .......
take care

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