Good, that’s another holiday // Won’t see me return calls or videos // any of your video messages // Call em reparations // And if we could change itGood, that’s another holiday // Won’t see me return calls or videos // any of your video messages // Call em reparations // And if we could change it
Won’t see me return calls or videos // any of your video messages // Call em reparations // And if we could change it // So every time I see you brotherWon’t see me return calls or videos // any of your video messages // Call em reparations // And if we could change it // So every time I see you brother
any of your video messages // Call em reparations // And if we could change it // So every time I see you brother // I feel his fingers in meany of your video messages // Call em reparations // And if we could change it // So every time I see you brother // I feel his fingers in me
Call em reparations // And if we could change it // So every time I see you brother // I feel his fingers in me // Massaging my four year old headCall em reparations // And if we could change it // So every time I see you brother // I feel his fingers in me // Massaging my four year old head
2024-2025
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Miss me at ChristmasGood, that’s another holidayI wasn’t reminded of your daddy raping meWon’t see me return calls or videosAnd no, my kid doesn’t getany of your video messagesI’ll cash your gift cards thoCall em reparationsAs I explained itIt’s not your faultAnd if we could change itWe would, and we would go backBut we can’tSo every time I see you brotherI see your father and I smell himI feel his fingers in meI feel his hand on my headMassaging my four year old headAgainst a hardness I could not understandAnd only would later comprehendHis victims still liveThey have been in contact with meAnd yet, I don’t speak his nameI don’t launch whole campaignsAll because his son and his daughtersAre my half siblingsDon’t mean I gotta hang outDon’t mean we ever gotta talkAnd yeah everyone knowsHe’s a creep anddon’t let your baby alone with himYou chose long ago,and there’s no going back nowWhen you hug the manwho was arrestedFor raping our baby sisterI hope you hug hardMaybe chokethat fucker to deathI dunnoBut nah man,you can’t hug me no moNo we can’t be closeNope, you are no contactwith me and my sonAlong with the entirety of my pastThe abuse you participated inIs still your most major MOLike a shoe you can’t get out ofYou misuse my time and energy butI ain’t no ones slave anymoreAnd kid? I did those days as youthSo I’d never have to speak againto any of them. And any of youNot ever, not really, neverAnd sometimes I feel badBut honestly I sleep betterI feel good and smile more tooBe happy then.Your absence is a gift.Keep on giving itdearest, every year.April 14 2024