And the Father that must be killed
is the blight upon your blighted life
and his might is his legal right
to ground you down
Step-child, with every petty swipe
you just might find your fighting for your life
And the Father who must be killed
is a step-father, but nonetheless
the way he chews his food
rips right through your senses
Step-child, there's a knife in a drawer
in a room downstairs
and you know what you must do
so the step-child ran with the knife to his
sleeping frame and slams it in his arms his
legs his face his neck and says:
"there's a law against me now"
and the father who must be killed
with his dying breath he grabs her hand
and he looks into her eyes
he says"i'm sorry," and he dies
(MORRISSEY)
I wonder whether I could get away with such a crime?
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soapbox:
good luck
soapbox:
you should post a few more journals