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Feb 2015
" I knocked at your door,
i was asked not to come back anymore.
I broke his little girls heart.
No time to explain what drove us apart.
I fled quickly due to the anger in his eyes,
his harsh tone of voice as you looked from your window,
and me waving my goodbye's.
Running toΒ Β my home feeling safe in my room.
A framed picture of you on my wall.
I just had to make a call.
A desperate need to unleash my sorrow
to mend the heart of his baby girl.
The third ring he picked up, and said, "hello"
I replied "Sir, it's me Angelo."
"Please listen to my explanation, it's one to be heard.
To belittle your daughter in our childish crowd, as she ran away
i brought the bully to the curb.
A lesson was learned here, and only good comes out of bad.
I was part of that terrible act.
My apologize's from all, for we all hold the feeling of sad."
She will be protected by me when she's out of your company.
Cause the picture of her on my wall means a great deal to me."...
Micahel De Tomasso
Written by
Micahel De Tomasso  Lewisville, Texas
(Lewisville, Texas)   
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