Do you not see
What I see?
Can't you see
Where this path
Of hatred and
Misery ends?
Someday
Our
Daughter
Will
Hate
You
Someday,
She'll be able to see
All the texts
All the calls
Every attempt
That I've put forth
To simply be
A part of
Her life
Someday,
She'll read
Every bit of
Malice,
Every vicious
Slur
Every ounce
Of bitterness
That you've
Thrown out
Not in her defense
But to make yourself
Feel better for the
Wrongs of the past
And YOU will
End up
Choking on
The ashes
Of the destruction
You've incited
When she sees that
HER DADDY
KEPT HER MOMMY
AWAY
She will hate you for it....
Can't you see that?
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