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Jul 2015
QP
I see a boy, all afraid
you're suppose to have everything,
QP you're born with it.
A silver spoon in your mouth
they thought you lack nothing
but QP you don't know warmth.
That terrified look
every time she threatens to be gone
you were only a boy
and she was mom
I see the tears and the fears
you've live all your life
QP they have everything
but they can't give you time.
When you learn to trust
but she went and break you
learn to trust again
and this time didn't want you
QP everything seems lost
but QP you're not
you're gonna be okay
things will get better
let go of those demons
QP you're big now
let them scare you no more.
You're going to be great
QP you are safe
don't hide anymore.
to my dearest friend. hugs. everything is gonna be alright.
Pappo
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