Papa

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Your walking around

laughing

as I crumble

to the ground

in pain.

Magical arms

carrying me

through the toughest times

watching from above

as those here on the ground

are failing to see

what they have done to me

in a mental state.

A lovely man

caring for me

as he left just in time

to play the bigest role possible,

a saviour to his grandaughter

lost in a world full of wrongs.

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