incisive hearing his own loud voice
all the joy fell out of his stone sour heart
by seeing her face that new to much
attempted suicides because of his actions
in his eyes there’s nothing left
just a substraction of himself
an addicted toper over again
drank is where he finds his peace
unperformed wishes that will never come true
all he can do is hit- and –run
knowing not any better and making no attempts
he hoisted his own damn petrard
in his eyes there is nothing more
just a substraction of a lousy father
an addicted person like years ago
he just couldn’t find his peace
in her eyes he will always be add-looking
overweighted by his worried mind
he realises he mde the worsed mistake
by breaching his trust he broke her
in her eyes he made nothing left
just a substraction of her former self
addicted to all kinds of medecine
there is no place where she can find peace
he made her crawl
he made her hate
he made her cry
he made her someone else
by mental abusing a person
that once loved him as a father
he created his own and here hate
by doing it to his own daughter
Auteur: violetangel | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Frummel | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 25 maart 2003 | ||
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