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Daddy

By , Ossian, IN
Bug was what you called me
for what i don't know why
i looked up to you with pride
though death was seen in your eyes
you held me so tight
never letting go
keeping me close and safe
till i was three years old
you loved me to death
till death would we part
we looked at the same stars
though miles apart
i have your eyes, nose, and way of fighting back
but there's still so much i want
so much i don't know
why did you leave
why did you have to go
i remember KK, Uncle Bill too
what i barely remember is you
you were my daddy
strong and proud
i would always fix that frown
with my cheap crooked smile
i remember a house with holes
a bond that couldn't be uphold
i remember fighting and crying
feeling like i was dieing
i remember drugs, selling, other things too
i hate that i can remember this
but i cant remember you





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