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Feb 2019
When I was little you were my hero
All you left in your wake is sorrow
Made me lose hope in a better tomorrow
When I was little I used to look up to you
Instead of number one I feel like your number two
If only you had any clue
Your parenting is long over due
I wish you knew how much I really miss you
You turned something so bright into a dark blue
I really wish I can be made anew
There's so many things I wish I can undo
You turn my heart black and blue
When I am older I wish I can forgive you
Written by
Dominick Walton  18/M/Florida
(18/M/Florida)   
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