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May 26, 2008 01:36

I was going to write something nice.
it's been a while since I've been able to write a poem.
but something came up tonight.

so here's a reminder.

daddy, where will you be? I fear another late august night. you wont be here to shelter me from these depths .. and then I'll have no one to hold on to.

I find ways every. single. fucking. time.

poetry, random, dad

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