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Jan 2015
I don't think
when I smile
I don't feel
when I cry
he doesn't know
when I try
he just knows
I exist

Where is a father
when there is
a helpless daughter?

Mr. Man tells me
I dress nicely
my smile is pure
my mind is busy
and my life,
my life is man-less

my love is nothing
Written by
Chloé  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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   Laura Littlefoot
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