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Jan 2015
As I stare in the midst of darkness
My mind invite you in my thoughts
I shake my head in the hopes of getting you out
You forever present in my thoughts
But fail to show up on my doorstep
Or send a mere text

I hate how my mind always defend you
"Maybe he hasn't forgotten you", it says
"Maybe he lost your  contact details" it adds
"Or maybe he's  just to busy to contact me" I correct it
"Or maybe he never wanted me" I add

Everytime my phone beeps I used to wish it was you.
Maybe you finally remembered that I exist
Thanks to your absence,
My heart is as cold as ice, and
Hard as a rock

Now when my phone beeps, I hope it's one of your BELOVED family members
With a message that you got hit by a bus.
A dead father is better than an absent father.
Koketso Faith
Written by
Koketso Faith  20/F/South Africa
(20/F/South Africa)   
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