R.I.P
Dear dad ,
im writing to tell you the woman you once loved is gone..... she died waiting for you
the woman who taught me to read
the woman who gave me everything i could need
the woman who scolded me when i got in my 1st fist fight
the woman who would tuck me in everynight
Her name was Laura , do you even remember that?
I remember how you would smell of booze
beating her until she would bruise
telling me i would never amount to anything
chrushing my dreams of ever wanting to sing
so to conclude this letter i only have a couple more things to say
I needed you then buyt ive outgrown you now
because my mother taught me how
she pushed me to do anything i wanted to
so 1 day you can realize we made it without you
But still no matter what i planned to do
I Still forgive you
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