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| the poem i like alot |
| what i am (in the eyes of my father) i am nothing in the eyes of my father. when i get good grades he doesn't say anything, not one good word. when i didn't get into a top high school he said i was nothing, never going to be nothing. i am beaten down from heaen by the shaft of my father. it feels like a bullwhip going across my back every time he puts me beats me down, down. by chloe |
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