Forsaken Family;

A Broken Bond

By YonathanJPublished about a month ago • 1 min read

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Gone are the days of familial love.

No matter what I repeated,

over, over and over;

Stop it with the lectures..

Quit acting that way!

Why not just love,

together,

father,

son?

sad poetry Family art

About the Creator

YonathanJ

I've been an avid reader for as long as I remember, and a writer since childhood. Crafting stories fascinate me. I write to share my outlook on life, that is often taken too seriously. Hope you enjoy my writings

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