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Its's A Depressing World

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What is Blacker than alligators skin?
I feel tears streaming down my cold heart
I wait eagerly in a room
I haven’t seen my dad since…forever
I’ve cried and I’ve screamed
But I don’t miss him
I try to think why
A door opens violently like an angry vulture
Cops are holding my dad
He is trying to hug me but they won’t let them
My mom comes and holds me
And at that moment
I know why I miss him
And I cry





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