daddy
Mommy wheres daddy?
Mommy why are you crying?
Mommy whats goin on?
These are the questions i would ask everyday,
That so called man I called daddy everyday,
Was making my mommy bleed eternally from her heart.
That so called man, was hurting me even more then i thought.
But why?
Why daddy?
Things change
People change
Feelings change.
Daddy come back...
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