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Unconditionally

by lizz-baughn

When I was a little girl My father used to sing this song to me. It was a made up song (He used to sing songs for everything). It went something like "I love you forever and always, Even when you're mad to me." I said that when I was little, "Mad to me." My father thought it was funny. When I was older he said things like "No matter what you do, I'll always love you, Cuz you're my Lizzie Rabbit." He had this other song, He sang to me at bedtime. "Oh Elizabeth, Elizabeth, My pride and joy. If I didn't have Elizabeth I might have had a boy. But I have my sweet Lilly, She's sweet and she's silly, Yes she's the girl for me, And I never saw a baby Quite like little Elizabeth Lilli... Ann." I don't know how I remember all the words... Yes I do, because I've been dying To hear him sing it to me again. Because I got older, And I started fucking up. And then I learned, There are things I can do That fall outside the bounds of "No matter what you do." Things I can do that make me NOT his pride and joy. Things that probably make him wish I had been a boy. Things that probably make him glad There were no other babies quite like Little Elizabeth Lilli... Ann. But what he doesn't understand is, I love him forever and always. Even when he's mad to me.
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Aug 23, 2012
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