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You were supposed to be there for me But you really didn't care I needed you desperately But you were unaware I learned to live without you Calloused to the pain Now you want to be the hero I'm sorry, it's far too late
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
To the man who calls himself my father
You were supposed to be there for me But you really didn't care I needed you desperately But you were unaware I learned to live without you Calloused to the pain Now you want to be the hero I'm sorry, it's far too late
isaac-spain
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 7:51 PM UTC
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