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The room looks familiar, I've been here before. I remember the slamming of the smoke-stained door. MIrror in one room, a chair in the other. She kept flowers in both, in memory of her mother. They'd bloom real pretty, but they couldn't hide the stink of the failed attempt at dinner left there in the kitchen sink. I know she sees me, but she can't place the face with the name she tried for 8 years to finally erase. You
didn't think I wanted you to see me as I am?" "I didnt
ask
you
to
be
a
father,
you
could
barely
be
a
man I called this place home in another place in time. Then I left here all alone, yea, I'm guilty of that crime. Wanderlust my ass, I'm a selfish boorish lout. Always try to complicate, talking the easy way out. Can't make up for lost time, so I'll make another lie, try to back my way out without the nerve to say goodbye.
You
can
walk
away
and
write
your
stupid
poems.
You
will
never
love
another,
and
you
can
never
go
back
home. Go back home!
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