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Breaking Point
Standing on the street,
As salty tears streak my face,
I think of you and the damage you've done,
Anger pulsing through my veins.
My eyes refuse to stay dry,
Forever crying for the battles I've lost.
But I refuse to be hurt by your neglect,
My core consumed by loathing for the pain you've caused.
As my heart has,
I pray that all the mirrors of the world would shatter.
Rid me of this face, your face, this golden hair, yours as well,
And I'll send it to you on a silver platter.
I will not forgive you but I will forget
Because there is no excuse for what you've done,
The steps untaken,
And the wars un-won.
You are not my father;
You never were.
I am nothing to you, nor you to me,
Of this fact, I am sure.
Continue your life as you have
Through the years:
Untroubled by my presence,
Oblivious to my tears.
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