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Demon

You were with me at the start,
It took a few years to let you into my heart.

You were fun and kind,
Which put a sparkle in my eyes

Then you would explode, get angry,
I would hide.

It's bizarre to think what you were.

 

 

My dad.

 

 

Forever Hated, Never missed,

Emotionally, Psychologically,

 

R.I.P

Sympathy ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (13762)

Wed 17th May 2017 20:32

Hello Cara, welcome to WoL and thanks for sharing this very personal poem. I look forward to reading some more from you in due course. All the best, Colin.

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