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Dear,Sperm Donar


You would come around every once in awhile,

Yea I use to get excitied but that was when I was a child,

Because of you my heart was apart of the ground so when guys would walk all over it I wouldnt make a sound,

So when my first guy raised his hand at me I went ahead and took the hit, I thought it was normal since you did it to mommy

You would come in and out as you please, so I would let my first love do the same thing

If I didnt see blood it wasnt normal for me

It took the IV's in my arm for me to see you are no were near the kind of guy that I need

A daughter needs her father like the sun needs the moon so she can get through everyday 

And be prepared for when the darkness of the night comes through 

A daughter is the sky A father is the star thats suppose to show her how to be just as bright

I came a long way without you and now your back you say you regret everything you put us through

I forgive you for me because I need to move on 

I just hope you learn from your mistakes and change the path you were on.    

                                              Sincerely, Octashia 

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