never

October 29, 2015

if you had loved me like fathers should love their daughters i wouldnt be this way

always searching for your love

while youre always searching for the next drink

you drown out the memories of your childhood with liquor

and you take out your pain on me

now my mother wants a divorce

and youve found a way to blame me

like you have always done

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