Father.

FATHER.



What did you say?
Why did you say it?
One things for sure
I know I hate it

So out of touch
You never knew
With all do respect
Why you do what you do

Forget it now
It's said and done
No need to worry
It won't come undone

I'll bury it deep
So you can't see
How much it did
Bother me



Its too late.






SJS
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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