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Big Father

Big Father I try to figure out, read these lines and try to get up comprehending the lie that you care for me appreciating the fact that you've been there for me though I'm not just little as you said I'm a big boy trying to be on my own for only memories of a drunk dad I own heavy punches and shouts on phone I don't want to remember that, No. Not about to talk about that coming home late each night thronging mum and dragging her on the floor, my heart bleeds as pains flow. O.k, I know nothing for I'm just a kid but I know that cruel man you are a beast in a sheep's skin you are I love your words I like your talks For you are a good preacher yet definitely the worst christian for christ sake, I'm sorry dad. and expect you to be too. Besides all, I love you dad and honour your words. King

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 2/15/2012 11:01:00 AM
Good poem to yours dad Atisa. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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