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by boohat
Rated: E · Poetry · Family · #1106524
Decision of 'father' to 'daddy' and the emotions concerned.

Father I called him,
Daddy never fit.
In the times when the only thing easy
in my life were tears,
I was alone.
His quietness, his callous distain.
If I must forgive him in order to live,
I am already dead.
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