You were my hero
You were my dad
You were once the only thing good I thought I had
Then you picked up the bottle
And the pills too
Suddenly violence was what you were into
You beat on your women
You beat on your sons
You beat on your daughters
What have you become?
The nightmares still return every night
You know, the one where you call me a "f****** dyke"?
I live with mom now
And that's okay
But forever in my memory all the events will remain.

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