I Am Your Daughter

October 22, 2017
By lotus_ella BRONZE, La Quinta, California
lotus_ella BRONZE, La Quinta, California
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I know we haven’t spoken in months
I know we haven’t stood face to face in years
But, I love you
Even though you lie,
And you cheat,
You even smoked so much, that your car smelled like a fire feeding off wild grass

I never contact you
But, is it my fault?
You sometimes scream at me on the phone, until I start to cry
Then I remember you must not mean any of that
Because, I am your daughter
Your skin and bones
I have the same aching heart
Crying eyes
And empty soul.

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