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To daddy.

Submitted:Sep 26, 2011    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   

In my mind I am something,

In reality I am nothing,

I try to endure their lies,

And not become brave enough to put an end.. to my suffering,

Although, too afraid to die,

Always in my room, I sit and cry,

Sometimes it's hard to try, in the end I end up falling,

And in the end, your name I end up calling,

I know you will save me, you tell me, I will always be your baby,

Since daddy, you're the one that made me,

Wrapped up in your arms, I'll always be.


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