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Jun 2017
She grew up to be strong
She's intelligent on her own and in the books
Beautiful inside and out
With confidence designed by the best architect she knows,
Her mama.

She grew up in constant question
And unknown yearn
Oblivious that she misses a father she know of,
but doesn't know.

She dreamed of her wedding at times, wondering who would walk her down the aisle to her husband,
But her father would never do such a thing.
He would never dream to hope or threaten my fiancΓ© to take care of me
But hell, he doesn't even know if Im alive half the time.
Lia Frenae
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Lia Frenae  United States
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