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My Dearest Father Part 1

I wish that I could tell you how I feel, and yet I still don't know if these feelings are real. You were supposed to be there as my father, but I could never see myself as your lovely little daughter. I remember when you used to call every weekend, But now it's like you never get the messages that I send. And now that you know you've broken my heart, How's it feel to know that you've ripped your daughter's life apart? I hope you take seriously the pain that you've caused, So maybe you will realize what you once had you have now lost. And now that I know that you don't want to be bothered, It's really sad to know my dearest Father.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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