Endure It
Disgust for admiration
Pain for happiness
Stranger for daughter
Stranger for father
Day after day
with no excuse,I took it
Seconds for years
I took comfort in myself
But all in vain
For today,I am a comparison
Of what I never was
Never will be
One unknown mistake
One misunderstanding
Many words
Many tears
Clip clipity clop
The words rush through
Invading my thoughts
Planting a permanent tatoo
I consider words
But my lips don't let me
I consider actions
But I am a shattered mess
I take it
With no excuse
My comfort
A pen and paper
Primrose Dube
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