Sh*t happens

I went to see father with my little brother last week he had not seen him in several years and well..the poem best describes it You say you have changed But my patience wained All arte mere lies To bid you time All your chances you had to make things right Then as suspected you spit at them on sight You get mad cause things don't go your way Years you spent away from freedom day by day As soon as you are released You begin your feast Of all the you thought that has been as you deemed wrong You want to sing your song Of your sorrow Your words are so hollow They fall on deaf ears Your empty tears There is no meaning behind them For all that could've been You pissed down the can Now you are truly alone one single man You yet will only prove to me that you will always be my greatest enenmy.. K'
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hi, well things arent so good, till they over. but what to say, hehe just happened some minutes ago. be well.