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Make something of yourself son, Cause you know daddy ain't gonna. I know you aren't bitter boy Wipe them tears from your cheeks Be the man your poppa shoulda been Sonny don't cry yourself to sleep But mom, walk in my shoes

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madison-moskowitz

27 / F

For You?

Written by

madison-moskowitz

27 / F

Published: Dec 5, 2014
LinesWords: 742

Notes: A disaster
Tags: #daddy #mom #mess #numb #years #done #issues #killme #daddyissues

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