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Was it because i was hard to find or were you just tired of looking 'cause i was at home. I think its safe to say that I'm not your son. The pages flipped to quick but i know that you never bothered to read a word. Except the last page number when there was no page numbers. So i'll get the f** off of your shoulders. You dead man. I hope your last breath kiss things slower. You dead dead man. I used to wish for weekends i used to smile when you came in. But with them seeing, with them breathing. You cared much less to keep me breathing when you felt forced to be around. You look ashamed. i was your shame. This time i'm taking pictures down. I am erasing your down and outs. So long facing failing now. You brought nothing or rushed on when i got out.