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You were known as a man of few words, Yet you spoke of a thousand advice, You held in all the pain, So no one can hear your cries. It's never my intention to argue with you, I grew up knowing more of the ill toungue, Been taught to detest;debate and prove myself right, Since I was very young. I wasn't there most of the time, But don't mistook me for seeking freedom, Such are not within my wish, All that was so you can be there with them. You left- My dream is now broken. Its all for the love, That I might never have shown. In my prayers and our memories, Is where you stay, Because Goodbye, Is something I could never say. -HIY
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Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 12:53 PM UTC
The final curtain.
You were known as a man of few words, Yet you spoke of a thousand advice, You held in all the pain, So no one can hear your cries. It's never my intention to argue with you, I grew up knowing more of the ill toungue, Been taught to detest;debate and prove myself right, Since I was very young. I wasn't there most of the time, But don't mistook me for seeking freedom, Such are not within my wish, All that was so you can be there with them. You left- My dream is now broken. Its all for the love, That I might never have shown. In my prayers and our memories, Is where you stay, Because Goodbye, Is something I could never say. -HIY
Forgive me for not being able to be who you wished me to be. I love you dad.
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Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 12:53 PM UTC
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