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Daddy Doesn't Give a Damn

By KissTheSkyPH

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I stroke the songs of Hendrix And they roll off the neck of my guitar like tears. You never even look up As I’m wailing my goodbyes. Jumping out the window While your nose is still lodged in a book Written long before I came along. “When I was your age...” You what? Played your math equations With more aplomb Than I can solve my strat strings? Painted computer circuits With brighter colors Than I can construct my portraits? Wrote your money More responsibly than I can Spend my pretty words? How can you compare my butterflies To your machines? They’re different worlds. You know your precious graphs? I’m not below you, I’m parabolically beside you. But what does that matter? I’m just another creation of yours. Science. Mathematics. They explain everything. Build everything. I’m the only pretty circuit that ever haunted you After the assembly line Unless it came back as a lawsuit liability.Oh fuck it Written November 12th, 2001 © on Nov 12 2001 11:51 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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