Broken Down Blues
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  • LECTURAS 3,769
  • Votos 213
  • Partes 42
  • Hora 8h 21m
Concluida, Has publicado ago 23, 2013
Contenido adulto
I'm Looking down at my daughter. Damn dose she have her fathers eyes. Big & brown, kinda like a puppy. They just draw you in. everything about her is him, the way she laughs, how she thinks, she the girl version of him..

I hold her as she goes back to sleep & I start to cry. Damn I miss him so much. His touch, his cinnamon smell, his humor, his morning love making, everything. Even though I miss him, but I couldn't stand the Secrets, the holding in, the closed-off-ness of him. As tears roll off my cheeks, I start to sing out My Broken Down Blues...
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