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Divorced

“Sorry baby,
I have to leave.
Here’s my business card,
you can call me whenever!”

Why?
What was the cause?
“I love you too! Bye!”
I said as my first tear
hit the floor.

Not the last tear.
There was more.
Daddy, I love you.
You meant more than words
can say.

I never wanted you to leave.
I never wanted you to walk
away.

As he walked out that door,
all I could see is his back turned
to me.
It made me fall in
PIECES!



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