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She Cries Daughter's Absence
She Cries Daughter's Absence my worst fears realized my daughter gone missing my one and only precious hope in life it's beyond surreal it's being torn over and over, by those black bears running down river ripping me apart time and time if only I could have foreseen the future of my 11 year old pumpkin maybe I should have had Paris see a doctor or somebody, I didn't realize she was taking it so hard where were the signs? today I met with the police for hours, five antagonizing hours like I was the one being interrogated watching them play good cop, bad cop it was silly men with clown's mask on where were you miss ... ya right ... point fingers at me why, who, what, when, how gees, I wanted to cry help, help, help but I have no one here to put a shoulder on this is beyond sad, it's sick even with the police thinking I was a suspect can you believe that, me a suspect they can shove their standard operating procedures down the toilet for all I care here, here take these photos of Paris and my signed statement and then race off to your donuts shop pigs you pigs, you fat pigs sorry I'm just mad, I'm not myself right now obviously I'm on a crescent moon stuck in a crater by my lonesome yelling for help and no one is listening and by the way to little piggies after you had your fill of sugar please check the school and the boy that asked her to the bunny hop I wanted to say, too they did, with bellies full I guess of Dunkin's sorry for the rant ... but please bare with me this one time, please moondust is cluttering my thinking it's blurring my vision and clouding my hope just for you to know I'm one pill away from ending this existence should Paris not come back, one small pill I already purchased a ticket to the moon gees I don't know, I'm so lost Like a lone salmon drifting down the river to those black hungry bears Please I say to my angels, help Paris really did write her script this time she took nothing with her, the sacrificial lamb no backpack, no clothing, not even a jacket her piggy bank was fully intact not even food from the kitchen I cry surreal, so revolting at life she only took the clothes on her back I cry my damnation, take me instead devils poor me a widower, whom the day before wanted to get her feet wet again I got punished why me, did Paris read my diary have entered my thoughts, too I mean it could be a launching point for her would she? I wonder ... she did miss her father I need to think Please God, help connie pachecho 12/28/16
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