Acting like my reflecting ant true, my biggest fear is I'll become you,
Fake promises of being
present as your child grew,
My love is lost your love it's felt with scares from every swing of yo belt,
So dead wrong with your Fatherly ways of being so hands on,
Left me a product of your abuse but so head strong,
GORILLA®
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 1:07 PM UTC
Acting like my reflecting ant true, my biggest fear is I'll become you,
Fake promises of being
present as your child grew,
My love is lost your love it's felt with scares from every swing of yo belt,
So dead wrong with your Fatherly ways of being so hands on,
Left me a product of your abuse but so head strong,
GORILLA®
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