I will teach my son to say goodbye
I will teach him that mistakes happen
And he will cause endless, bloodless hurt
Hearts break like shattered glass
I will teach my son to say goodbye
It will be cold, and hard, and cruel
But kind.
I will teach him that death -
Death of a person, place, or thing
Should be quick.
That neglect is not a swift or kind poison
And indifference is no anaesthetic
I will teach my son to swallow his pride
To have more backbone than you.
I will teach him that real men look people in the eye
I will tell him why he is my son, but not yours
I will teach him to say goodbye.
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