29| c r a c k e d d o o r s;
"Step aside there's no need for goodbyes,
He goes outside with a mindset,
People will like him for his manners,
His way of telling tales and speaking foreign lies,
He knows he plays it well,
For this he thrives,
Forgets that he has kids, a woman with his name and shame,
All is good when he stashes them in a room,
Locks them and whistles his way out,
Forgetting that his blood runs through his own sons,
He leaves behind weeping and bleeding."
-oh my father cracks the door into two when he's angry.
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