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The Parent

February 2, 2013
By Sabrina_17 SILVER, Ninety-Six, South Carolina
Sabrina_17 SILVER, Ninety-Six, South Carolina
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You call yourself faithful
I call you something that can’t be described.
You call yourself worth living for
I say that you should have never been born.
You say that no matter what will happen you will always rule me
I say that your words and demands mean nothing to me.
You say that you care for me when you keep me on a leash
I call you something that is cold and cares for no one.

You call yourself a parents of life
I call you a mutant of the worst things.
For you are no one on this earth.
For you are a creature beyond belief

For you are a parent
A parent of my worst nightmares
A parent of something I want to keep hidden in the shadows
You are the parent of my deepest darkest fear
For you are something evil
The only thing that brings out the worst in me
For I am no longer afraid
For light does not equal good
And dark does not equal evil.


The author's comments:
This poem is about something dark always living deep inside of us.

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