Trigger warning: Goodbye Grandpa
He taught me how to throw a ballHe taught me how to shoot a puckHe taught me about the sport of golf He taught me about being all grow upHe raised me up from just a boy he taught me to be goodTaught my right from wrongAnd to act just how a good boy shouldTo do as I was toldTo let him rub and holdTo touch him in the tubTo suck until they cumTo swallow down the loadTo never let our secrets be toldAnd now I broke the promiseAnd his dying day is upon usI just want this all to passLeave this trouble in my pastI hope all bad fades awayAnd just good memory's remainUntil we meet againGoodbye Grandpa
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Wow! Powerful and i bet many people can identify with someone they love doing something they hate. Thank you.
Yeah that brings back memories. Still love it all the same. A+
great poem. Sorry for the sadness that comes with such mixed messages of those who are supposed to be safe in our lives.