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Father

Father

Father

Father is a blackout

Father is a sacrificial art

Ready for sacrifice

The holy rite

Romanticized

Some distant shrine

A valentine

Pretty paper shine

Ego stroked

And stitched inside…

I take it and take it

And take it again

I take it and take it

And take it again

I Just rip you out, just get you out

Return to your karma

Live another life

Be the daughter, be the wife

Receive your lashings this second time

Be the beggar, be the shrew

Bring this karma upon you

And the river runs red

And the banished bed

Received your lessos, pick up the thread

We take it and take it

And take it again

We take it and take it

And take it again

Feelings wash anew

Another Father’s Day too

A scab torn fresh

The blood lets, the skin stings

But my tears don’t spring

Cause cynicism is my middle name

Don’t come here to blacken my birth

Don’t remember me

I’m not your baby girl

I take it and take it

And take it again

I take it and take it

And take it again

I take it and take it

And take it again

Father

Father

Father

Lilacs and hidden rooms

The scent of loss

The whiff of doom

Father

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