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deadbeat dad

November 14, 2014
By Anonymous

From my first steps,

To the birthdays with no calls,

From the empty seat at graduations,

With no whisper of congratuations.

To the awards,

without you clapping

 

Your nothing but a deadbeat dad,

Doing nothing but making me sad,

I start to turn my shoulder,

The tears of fustration,

Are not worth it at all

 

Your actions speak louder than your words,

Showing us you were not built for a family.

 

Slow, heavy breathing,

Reaks of whiskey,

Words come out,

And now your all ashame,

Blame it on the Alcohol



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