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i forget who held me
who sat me on their knee
at the funeral of my father,
i just forget.

i forgot what to do today
i was scolded with long fingers
and judged harder than i have ever been.
i forgot what it felt like to be hated.
i just forgot.

and..
and so i wanted someone to love me
because i remember how that feels
and i remember how it feels to be with out it
i should just forget it.