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King or Prince?

by chrissie

Its days like these That i wonder why Girls are waiting For that special guy. They call him their prince Because their king Has been there since Birth. Their fathers are kings, Waiting for them to grow Waiting for them to realize these things Their kings know.
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Written by
chrissie
American
Published
Apr 14, 2014
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I love my dad. He hasn't adopted me, but that wont change anything. Nothing like a fathers love.

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#love#father#boyfriend#daddy#dad#prince#king#husband
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