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My Dearest Father Part 2

Before I told you, About my dearest father. Remember I told you, How he didnt want to be bothered. He still hasnt called, Or wrote a letter. All it takes is one call, To make things better. You were never there, And you said you would be, I guess I see now, Your drugs are more important than me. What doesn't hurt me, Will only make me stronger. When I look at you, I know I will live longer. Now you've heard again, A message from your daughter. The only thing she ever wanted, Was love from her father.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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