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Daddy
I woke up this morning
 And had dreamed of Him all night
 I thought He was here
 Thought He was alive
 But He wasn’t
 And of course
 I started to cry
 I woke up this morning
 And when that hit
 My stomach started hurting
 Hurt to the bottom
 Like a pit
 It echoed inside of me
 ‘Til I felt nausea and weak
 I scrunched up in a ball
 Refused to go back to sleep
 It’s so quiet in the house 
 Just like it used to be
 But there’s a lack of stomping
 And 
 It’s hard for me to see
 With all the tears pouring
 And the sunlight coming in
 It still feels like winter
 Barren
 And thin
 You know that red tea I tried Friday morning
 With Him
 That’s all I can manage to drink
 Plus water
 I barely eat
 Can’t watch cartoons
 I see Him out of the corner of my eye
 Everywhere
 Whenever a door opens
 I stop breathing
 Thinking “DADDY, DADDY YOU CAME BACK”
 But it’s not Him
 And I hold back my tears again
 I woke up this morning
 Feeling cold and alone
 But that’s okay
 Because I’m starting to get it in my head
 That I am never alone.
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