June 22 Blu Gray... I thought loved is why I rushed to the car that day... I thought that if I got the one thing no one else could get her she'd love me in return... Blu my beautiful baby girl I'm so sorry I used you... but you made her happy and it brought us closer then I'd ever thought... then Christmas came December 25th... your mom said she'd see us today and stop by. So I dressed up in my Santa hat and gloves, shoes and pants entertained the children of many lands... but as time went by my phone dinged it's was your mother sending me her Christmas story. She spent time with her actual family and left us behind the next three days were hers and not mines... I don't see you much because she doesn't allow... but my beautiful baby girl Blu just know I love you and miss you and so does your little sister lulu...
Lulu Rodriguez i raised you from and to who you are now. I begged your mom to see you and yet she tossed money at you instead... said I made her feel bad with my words and not worthy of parenthood ig that's why she took Blu away from me... but she left you with me and I try my best with you to give you all that you need and want... I try to raise you the best I can... when your mom stopped talking to me that meant her commands to pop or whoop you for your mischievous activities. Your a dog for Christ sake and I treat you like my child... we run together when I'm not being fat and eat together when I'm not at work trying to provide for you. If I have a day off I try to rub your head as much as possible and give you kisses ALL THE TIME!!! But you just kiss me back rip up my carpet and take a nap with me... I miss you every second I wish I could be a better mom... and that's every breath I take... you and your sister mean more then the world to me but my world is being ripped apart again. I'm looking for someone with stitches like me I have the needle they need the thread for us to work. Your mother had a beautiful pristine needle but I had thread that is worn and old and will break easily... we were never a good match.
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PoetryHow I relate to you and everyone else in the world, if you read it be warned... I've been told I'm too sensitive... every new page I write is about another person time and feeling I've felt... I have no one to talk to because I have no friends... bu...
