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Thursday, December 25, 2008

Danger

I never realized how different it was here before now.
As I sit in my room 8 hours away I forget
I forget that everything is changed
so I return,
and there's a new man sleeping in my mother's bed
a new man thinking he can come here,
into my home,
with open
arms?

No.

Dad's ex-friend is kissing my mother
Dad's ex-friend is calling my baby sister a 'stupid little bitch'
Dad's ex-friend is also his sister's brother in law.
My.
Uncle?

I live in a fucked up world this Christmas
I want to go home.

So where's that?

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