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You say you love me, but 

I know you don't, you say "I'll be

there", but I know you wont.

Why lie when you talk to me,

your words are a bulelt in my head,

The one never there when I

go to bed. But thats your fault,

When Someone says Deciet, I confure

it with you.

A role model, a hero, brought down

in the most unthinkable way, Sadly,

I have nothing left to say.

Your Embrace was a bassonet to

my tears, a meadow filled

with daisies, staring at a little

girl with hopes and dreams, dreams

that you would never leave. As glass 

Hearts shattered I lay broken and

alone, the scars inside built just for

me.

And there I stand, with the one

     I called "daddy".       

                                                        H.B Choat   9/17/12

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