You say you love her, you say you care. Only she knows you could give less than a hair. You're dead now, so what does it matter? Dice you up and put your head on a fucking platter.
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Father
Short StoryYou loved your little girl. But now that she's all grown up, you're nowhere to be found. Would you spare her a spot in heaven with you?
Lies
You say you love her, you say you care. Only she knows you could give less than a hair. You're dead now, so what does it matter? Dice you up and put your head on a fucking platter.
