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2d
Twelve hours is a long time.
If a life can change in a moment.
Then 12 hours can be a lifetime.

Twelve hours is a whole half of a day
It's a lifetime.
So why did you take a lifetime
To tell me Papa died.

Mama asked me if I want to come to the funeral
“ When I get back from work, I’ll call you
She gave me 12 hours to give my answer.

But I can't leave yet
I have so much to prove
Education is not just paper and pen
And I don't wanna live like you.

So we make a deal.
Give up Papa's love and I’ll give you  
thirty acres and a mule.

“ What kind of daughter trades her father for a lie?”

                      ~ A cruel One
Written by
Billie  18/F
(18/F)   
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