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GIRL I WISH I NEVER MET

GO FUCK YOURSELF DAD

Tragedy Created on 7-24-08 Views(73) Story Rating G

HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN DAD

16 years since you went searching for the holy ghost

when you got lost along the way like money in the post

holyer than most, is how you used to act

spitting out qoutes from the bible, like they where facts

painting black men, women, children aswell

" IF YOU DONT WORSHIP GOD THAN YOUR GOING TO HELL"

had to take it one stop futher, couldnt just pray, NOPES

you had to shove it down peoples throats like fucking gay blokes

like that bassment jaxx song wheres your head at

when did you lose you mind, the same time your hair fell out

and your beard started to grow, gray hairs stared to show

or was it when you started speaking tonges in the road

i was only six years old, how could you subject me to that shit

"GIRLS ARE FILLED WITH SYPHALISIS" complete fucking jibberish

i was sick of it but too afraid to say,

only saw you once a fortnight, but you had to choose that day

too bible bash, i saw you lying in the street

looking like a tramp collecting trash

even though you was weird, you could of tryed to look normal

even though you was fucked in the head, its awful

im glad you did a disapearing act, SCREW YOU

how could i ever introduce anyone to you ?

"baby this is my dad, hes a religous nut"

"BE SCARED OF GOD AND GO TO HELL"

" what the fuck"

 

now when we talk about about your anticts they always fill me with laughter

did he really make you pray everytime you ate a mars bar

" yes, every time you put something in your mouth, you have to pray to jesus"

why the fuck do you think i never used to eat malteasers

i can slag you off now and not i dont feel bad afterward

just like all the other kids abandoned by the fathers

" i hate my dad, homer simpson lookalike fat bastard"

yea well at least you wernt stuck with Ned Flanders

who the fuck was i suposed to go to for answers

" hey dad whats this sticky shit in my pyjarmers"

you werent there to teach me shit, kicked me out because of some bitch

and i aint seen you since, but i bet you turn up now im rich

chatting shit like it werent your fault

but the fact is you just werent there

but now thing have changed and im used to you not being there

so i no longer wonder nor do i care

you could be dead for all i know

or even more fucked in the head for all i know

cause all i know, is you left without saying bye

and havent even looked back

yes the was a time, you could have built a bridge

but now the gaps are to great

if you did it would just collapse under the weight

cause now its far too late

because we all grown up

how can you be part of our lives when you have missed so much

 

you cant run away from your past

because your past is herreditary

the blood coursing through my vains is your legacy

that will be the only thing of you left through me

you lived like you namesake hung in the balance

now you have fallen off the wagon, the only thing that is aparent

is you aint half the man you used to be

but know i am more than you can ever be

cause you can never see the world as i see it

where you try be something, i be it

and real fast, your past is comming back to haunt you

its Gods will, it was such a big mistake, it should taunt you

daunt you, like a nervous feeling in your gutt. i call it fate

BUT YOU CAN CALL IT WATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT

your just a lost little boy

so heres one less worry for you

i dont hate you, i just feel sorry for you

in fact i pity you, ive got so much shit on you

that if i saw you in the street i woundnt even spit on you

but i dont hate you, hating takes too much effort

you aint worth the fucking time off day

and as for love, that went when you went

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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