Ms.THING

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My dispair flows from

Wherever I am

To where you are,

In the sweet sunshine of Californ-i-a,

Where only God can see you

And your newfound glory

Breaking our hearts,

This THING,

This new THING

Is blissful for you but it is not whole,

In its entirety it is a crude and careless THING,

You care not

For me

My mother

My sisters,

You flaunt this THING

Like it is something to be proud of,

Your are proud,

Of what?

Of leaving us in our tears?

We are not proud of your new THING,

For we are the ones who pay,

We paid in love and we payed in devastation,

They recieve from you the love you kept from us,

Do they call you "dad"?

I never found it fitting.

 

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