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I haven’t been myself lately You know that it is my yearly thing, well ever since you’ve been gone I went back to places that reminded me of you Like our old house, where I used to visit you every Christmas day and Father’s day I went to your grave a week after my last visit I just felt the need to “be with you" I wanted to find comfort, to feel loved I went back to my old workplace I wanted to remember how I made coffee for strangers while you were dying 5 years and still no justice Seemed like I have given up but I didn’t I just grew up dad, and learned how forgiveness goes But I will never forget I will never forget how soon you left I will never forget the bullet marks in your chest I will never forget you daddy Someday daddy, we’ll find you that justice that you deserve
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Oct 12, 2015
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#death#family#longing#grief#justice
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