October 31, 2012
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Dad is as loud as a bird
he did everywhere and everyone herd.
He is the one who keeps me up some nights
with vary big and bright lights
and some words that might bite.

He smelt of oil as he came in
dirty all over carrying an old piece of tin
i found this on the ground cant you see
now stop asking questions and let me be
I don't really know if he likes me.

Dad,oh how i love you so
why did you leave and leave me alone
I thought you loved me with all your heart
Now your gone and tore mine apart
now I'm trying to mend my broken heart.

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