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Array ( [sid] => 168274 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Love ? [time] => 2011-11-02 02:27:53 [hometext] => the defenseless child is exactly that. Defenseless to the adults cruelty. [bodytext] => Late at night
Another fight
Black and blue
There’s nothing new

What have I ever done
I cannot turn I cannot run
Another fist is swung my way
I swing to the music only I can sway

Aren’t fathers supposed to love children?
What kind of love is this for me
I must be hated, he’s never sated
Always back for more

I plead to his greed
Just not for tonight
I try to fight but I am done
I cannot turn I cannot run

A kick a punch
Up comes my lunch
Blood comes next like diamond flecks
If only this were over

Then it stops, for tonight
My candle is wavering, barely alight
This cannot go on, the end has come
I cannot turn, I cannot run

No one will care about this deed
I had no friends or following steed
I had to get this off my chest
My note I left in my family’s nest

I went to the shed, took the rope
I tied it hard and bound it strong
If only I had some friends to tell
Maybe I could’ve stayed to dwell

I jump from high and hit rock bottom
Those piercing screams never forgotten
The way he ran as I swung and died
The last thing I felt was his fist in my side


After all, Love?
What a horrible lie
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Damian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
Love ?

Contributed by Damian on Wednesday, 2nd November 2011 @ 02:27:53 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief



Late at night
Another fight
Black and blue
There’s nothing new

What have I ever done
I cannot turn I cannot run
Another fist is swung my way
I swing to the music only I can sway

Aren’t fathers supposed to love children?
What kind of love is this for me
I must be hated, he’s never sated
Always back for more

I plead to his greed
Just not for tonight
I try to fight but I am done
I cannot turn I cannot run

A kick a punch
Up comes my lunch
Blood comes next like diamond flecks
If only this were over

Then it stops, for tonight
My candle is wavering, barely alight
This cannot go on, the end has come
I cannot turn, I cannot run

No one will care about this deed
I had no friends or following steed
I had to get this off my chest
My note I left in my family’s nest

I went to the shed, took the rope
I tied it hard and bound it strong
If only I had some friends to tell
Maybe I could’ve stayed to dwell

I jump from high and hit rock bottom
Those piercing screams never forgotten
The way he ran as I swung and died
The last thing I felt was his fist in my side


After all, Love?
What a horrible lie




Copyright © Damian ... [ 2011-11-02 02:27:53]
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Re: Love ? (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 2nd November 2011 @ 05:51:03 PM AEST
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This is heart wrenching but unfortunatly happens all the time.
You did an awesome job with this write.
Blessings,
emy


Re: Love ? (User Rating: 1 )
by BritVent on Thursday, 29th December 2011 @ 01:52:51 PM AEST
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Amazing writer you are, so much feeling. Well expressed. Well done.




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