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Nov 2014
My facade unraveled that drunken night
When you picked me up and saw the sight
Your daughter dressed in white---
You carried me to the car
And swore off every drink in the bar
While I sat there covered in *****.


“Do you love me, daddy?” I asked you
Everything that night was hazy---
Except for the silence you gave me.
Lystra Barraquias
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Lystra Barraquias
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   ---, V Anna and Dona Mayoora
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