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[title] => Daddy's little girl
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[bodytext] => Yesterday, do you remember? Daddy’s little girl I know you fear you’re losing me And I fear I’m losing you too I’m sorry that when you held out your hand I wasn’t there to take it I’m sorry that I grew up Today you look at me You see everything that went wrong I walk away and look into the mirror Deep down I know I’m right Finally, it hits me hard in the back of the head Daddy, can I still be your little girl? Yesterday, I scraped my knee I’m still running though, I’m still running In fear of losing everything I finally grabbed onto Some unstable child runs hysterically down the street Screaming, “It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine!” Tomorrow, I will wake up crying As I lose myself in the emptiness of your stare I can no longer tell if you really do care Daddy, I’m still your little girl I didn’t mean to hurt you so I hate looking at myself Because I’m scared I’m so afraid I’ll fall apart and wither Under my hateful, disgraced and above all, disappointed glare Everything I touch seems to wilt at my tips I cry, but not because I’m saddened Label me, anything, just not “forsaken” Everything I’ve named, you’ve taken Daddy, please let me be your little girl I lied, although it wilts and dies Yesterday, do you remember? I was Daddy’s little girl Tomorrow I’ll make a wish to send And then maybe Daddy will love me again. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 32 [informant] => carmen_queasy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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