Father

Father

A Poem by pam love
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my father

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My father was a sad drunk, fighting his demons , real or not !
Looking back I now see , in life he despised his lot.
Mother so cold Winter should have been her name! 
There are plenty who say : she drove him insane ! "
As an innocent bystander  , I have my doubts !.
Father  had demons and demons come out .
He was a soulless monster full of hate and regrets .
Leaving terrified children unable to forget !
We never had a life as long as he drew breath .
If regrets were diamonds he would have had great wealth,
as it was he is a coward who killed himself


                                 thanks dad

© 2018 pam love


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Goddamn... No subtlety there at the end... I love it.

Posted 5 Years Ago


pam love

5 Years Ago

it is what it is , thanks


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Added on December 12, 2018
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pam love
pam love

stephensburg`, KY



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