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Jul 14, 2007
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Daddys Boy
my mind
is an
incomprehensible
and fragile arena
your constant
attacks
upon my psyche
have left me cowering
under my dead mothers skirt
and my father
cannot help himself
as he adds his scorn upon
my ever fragile landscape
I hear his hatred filled words
as he repeats those dread filled words
mummys boy, mummys boy
I always knew, I always knew
(c)2007/14/07 Lenny Gazbowski
— Lenny of Cohen, Jul 14, 2007
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weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
hell hath no torment like a father's scorn