Daddy loved to be in bed,
With a beautiful woman there by his side, it was like he was given delicious wine and bread.
He'd do this every night,
Without hesitations in holding onto her so tight.
But as the days past from me ending my sight,
He had started to change himself slowly each and every night.
It had been now when he had stopped looking for a distraction.
It had been now when he finally realized his actions.
Because he was once a father of two, and now a father of one.
With a constant meal of regret, he had been served with a cup filled with what he has done.
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Materials of the Dead
PoesíaPeople use quotation marks every time there is a dialogue, they ignore the asterisk every time they start a paragraph, and they place a period once everything is over. (Not my picture---just edited it; credits to the owner)
