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Author: Yorba Linda
Fiction Rated: M - English - Drama/Angst - Reviews: 5 - Published: 08-16-06 - Updated: 08-16-06 - id:2231641

You're an abuser, drug user, loser.
A wasted image of a caring loving dad.
Married my mother who had my brother;
as far as you and me go you're another fad.
She had my sister, and now I miss her -
Took them away from us and now we want revenge.
Step-father get a life; already has a wife -
After three months of divorce you fucked up again.

They don't need another mother.
What they have is already good.
You've tortured them enough,
and even more than I thought you could.
So stop pushing them down and brainwashing their minds;
Stop twisting our words around or better yet stop with your vicious lies.

You said we're sinnin' 'cause my mom likes women;
it's a secret that she always had to keep.
I used to take out knives and creep up near you're bed;
you're lucky that I didn't kill you in your sleep.
You're down in Georgia; we're looking for ya'
Sorry to say it but it just has to be said..
That if you die today or even tomorrow;
no one will miss you when you're fucking dead.

You were a problem child; you're now a fool.
Looking in the wrong direction.
Hit me one more time and I swear I'm through.
You've started up a chain reaction.
Put your gloves down take off your hat and let's fight;
believe you me I can keep this rush all damn night.

-END

Author's Note: These lyrics touch home.


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