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Nickel

Child of divorce poetry....
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Don't worry...
Only distance seperates us.

I grew up way too fast;
and like everything else
it's just something you can't change.
I guess that's just life...
but if you promise to listen real close;
I'll share with you the secret of hate-
And if you promise to wipe the dust from your eyes;
I'll show you the children you lay to waste-
And if you promise to stand real still;
I'll pass you the torch of rage-
And someday if everything works out perfect;
And you finally decide to listen
I'll share with you all your lies.

Don't you worry...
Only time seperates us.

 

queeny

i liked your piece.....i 2 am a child from divorsed parents....there seems 2 b a lot of us about....

action and consequence…

(2 my son and my father…)


growing up…minus….father…can sometimes feel wrong…

but it does tend 2 make you incredibly strong….



expectations often shattered…you question your worth…

u look 4 a meaning …4 being on earth….



these r issues that i’ve had 2 face….

i now know however….that i’m not a disgrace….



so fathers remember when sowing your seed…

your off spring have feelings…and do need to feed…



it’s not all about money…its attention they seek….

a strong man can prove it…..but i guess your just weak….



cos your child adores you….and on you depends….

and the lack in your actions… you will need to defend…



but hey… don’t get me wrong…you’ve taught me a lot…

so i’ll send you the love….that i never got…



and by finding forgivness in my heart 4 u…

is indeed the lesson that has got me through….
nuff luv 2 u...
queeny



by queeny
23/04/2002
visit queeny & son www.btinternet.com/~d.nikki

imported_strange_blaze

woah, i dig it.
I love poetry

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