daddy

Mommy wheres daddy?

Mommy why are you crying?

Mommy whats goin on?

 

These are the questions i would ask everyday,

That so called man I called daddy everyday,

Was making my mommy bleed eternally from her heart. 

 

That so called man, was hurting me even more then i thought. 

But why?

Why daddy?

 

Things change

People change

Feelings change.

 

Daddy come back...

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