Father what an endearing word,
to me father means nothing,
because the one who was supposed to be a father wasn't one to me,
now he goes by sperm giver,
because that's what he is,
and all he'll ever be.
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Midnight Muse
PoetryThese are poems I've made over the years, some of them are from books I've wrote but never published, some of them are from shows that i love and some of them are from my life. a poem will be published every other day at 10AM AST/9AM EST
