Poem 52

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you cut and bleed

bringing the feeling that’s physical

and somewhat in control

you pull in a waft

just thinking it might be a raft

till you can get to the utopia

that you don’t believe in

you cling breathing for his affection

because you never had the leg of a father

and now he acts like he hates you

claims to know your pains

and calls them weak while criticizing

your every week

and now you don’t look up to him

you don’t want to even look at him

so when

this

that

buy

shows his broken hide

you can’t hide your need

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