My Father's Duplicate
he is not worthy of my pardon
even though he implores it of me every day
never will I make the same mistakes when I am a father, I say
yet as I grow and notice I am struggling to resist behaviors that he once hosted
the ones that broke my young soul
I start to fear that one day I will know what it is like
to beg for the forgiveness of my son.
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