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Dad
Once I've cried myself emotionless
One more time, another night
What's the difference?
The fragmental shards
Of my broken heart
Pierce through me sharply,
Silently ripping me apart.
It stains in red;
It bleeds in black --
There's no use in hiding,
His love will never come back
Was it even there to begin?
Or was I just never worth it to him?
Not a daughter, not anything
Just someone else to use,
One more heart to rip out.
God, I hate him so much.
Still, I'll never figure out
Why he did that to me,
Why I wasn't good enough
For him to just love me
And want me
Instead of hurting me like that.