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A message for my father

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Two Faced, lying, arrogant, and miserable soul.
You are trash beneath my feet. Waste, which has been flushed away so carelessly, and no regret.
You are nothing.
As time passes, and the seasons change you never change, but my hate for you burns like a forest fire in the driest of the seasons.
Just tarnish away into the abyss.
Never show your face, or send fly mail through the wind out of the blue because you my dear are rubbish.
Days pass and i find myself forgetting you.
Hell my little one has..
For the best i suppose needle junkies were never good anyhow.
Screw off into the wind, and fade away
So I can be happy.

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