#hardin scott x you

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Poetry

I used to look at my dad

Like he put the stars in the sky.

In my eyes he could do no wrong.

He fought the monsters beneath my bed,

And kept all the bad things away.

All of the monsters were afraid of him.

He was my hero.

But at 11 years old I watched as my dad

Turned into someone I did not want to know.

And I realised then, that I should be hiding beneath my bed with the monsters.

Not hiding from them, but hiding from

Him.

Dad (justyouraveragedorkygirl)

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