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MY DAD
They was......
A man with little morals
Who had no hygiene standards
Beat his wife
Touched his children
Loved a drink
Said i love you then raised his fist
The day he left he looked strong
Yet destroyed inside
A man i had told to drop dead
Then knock.. knock...
Before i know i was with a doc
Saying turn it off
I sat and watched him die
I sat and cried
I hated him deep within
Yet i still loved him
When he passed i stood and prayed
I asked God to forgive him for his sins
Give him to his dad & may he rest in peace
If i can try to forgive surley you can
This man was...
MY DAD
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