Kinda a hate-love thing going on...the majority of people who read it believe it is a parent figure talking to their child. They're wrong :)

Feed me to your masses,

As your undying servant,

I have done everything in my power,

And yet you ask for more.


Sixteen long years I have known you,

Looked after you, protected you,

And every night prayed for you.


I serve you willingly, you bastard,

Given my life for you, you bastard,

Down on my knees for you, you bastard.


And yet I love you,

You are a horrible human being,

I hope you burn in hell.


God bless.


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