'Abuse' 'pain' 'sadness' 'words' 'hurt'

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Dear Dad, That haunting night the benevolence was broken. Between smashed glass and endless screams, The hurtful words spoken Still haunt my dreams.  
 Why won’t they call my name? My name is You Yet they talk about Him And cursing That.
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