family

i hate to hear i hate you

i hate to feel its burn

the words will always break you

and never will you learn

they start a viscious circle

of pain and dense mistrust

a swirling sea of fire

where heat is flames not lust

to hear you say "ilove you"

is music to my ears

but knowing that you hate me

makes only pain and tears.

a hole inside thats growing

making room for more

but i dont wanna fill it

with just some random whore

i want a trust,

where love and lust,

can dominate our day

watching over child

while we interact and play

teaching by example

the way of gentle touch

learning every time we say

"i love you very much"

mommy daddy watching him

each with their own hand

he dangles in the middle

as he wobbles while he stands

keeping one another safe

free of pain and hurt and hate

a family where we demonstrate

a bond that we will never break,

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