Father You there with the plastic heart, breaker of families, creator of sorrow, what you touch turns to garbage what you leave always dies. You do not sustain life, your frozen heart can't beat all constricted in your chest. Your last name the snake killer of hope, creator of uneasiness. Your anger means nothing, your love always falls flat as your words spit poison in my face, boa
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You there with the plastic heart, breaker of families, creator of sorrow, what you touch turns to garbage what you leave always dies. You do not sustain life, your frozen heart can't beat all constricted in your chest. Your last name the snake ... sad poem stories
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Father You there with the plastic heart, breaker of families, creator of sorrow, what you touch turns to garbage what you leave always dies. You do not sustain life, your frozen heart can't beat all constricted in your chest. Your last name the snake killer of hope, creator of uneasiness. Your anger means nothing, your love always falls flat as your words spit poison in my face, boa

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