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[bodytext] => Hey dad! Can I call you that? Were you there that day? The day I came Or did you walk away, Just too afraid Were your thoughts okay? Was your heart in place? Because you left that day, You never came. Was I too much for you? Or are you just a fool? Did you play your part to be in my heart? Or did you turn your back to make me black? I look like you that’s what they say But I’m okay, and that is fine Because I’m here today And I play my part. You in my heart I wouldn’t say Because you left me there And there I stayed. But that’s okay; you lived you life But not in my heart Not in my heart because you didn’t care So I didn’t see the need for you to be there. Simple as it seems, I wanted your love But love you didn’t give So I didn’t receive But I didn’t take offense You didn’t want to be a dad What more did I need? Me begging you Everyday asking Checking up Are you okay? But in return a slap to my face. The face you made But the one you hate Was it me? What did I say? Dad can you hear me? The face you made How could you say the things you say? Am I not enough? Things got too tough But go! Give up! Leave! That’s okay, and it’s fine. The one I call dad wasn’t the dad of mine. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 91 [topic] => 22 [informant] => jennyjen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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