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Sep 2015
I thought I knew who you were
That we had a special bond
I've seen all the movies, read all the books
The dad goes to all of the recitals, wants to be involved in every aspect of the kids life
I guess that's just not how it is
Instead the dad is always working
When he gets home he traps himself in the TV
The promises he swore he would keep are numbed by the oxycodin that runs through his veins
Then one night happened
A night that would ravel into a million what if's
All because of one stupid drunken mistake
Now you say it will get better
The drinking will stop and so will the pills
But after all of these years of promises being broken
It's hard to believe that this one will stick
I want to believe that this will all get better
But more than that I want the little girl back who thought that her dad was the king and could save her from anything
Olyvia Anothayanontha
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