R.I.P To my father
Oh! Papa!
Where your foot steps fell
The grass was greener
When ever you smiled
The sun shone brighter
Where you laid your hand
All were blessed
And when you laid your head to rest
Everyone watched out
For you were one of the best
Why'd you leave?
Was it 'cause of me?
Was I too weak?
Where you've gone
Does it torment your soul like it does mine?
Hopefully not
'Cause they all know you walk in the house of God
You're with Nyx
So you're fixed for life
I'll live for you
So you'll never die
sincerelly your daughter
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