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When I met you, my heart trembled the way it did when she left.   ~awatr
Her eyes reminded me of the old embers in the fireplace, unkempt by my absent father.   ~awatr
My father stumbles in Feet tripping over- Heel toe, heel toe At a quarter to 2 -Am, of course   My mother is asleep in her bed
He is not my “Dad,” just simply my father With his face pressed against mine, eyes closed, smiling, He looks as if he loves me And maybe he does, but I refuse to believe it
He wants a smarter girl With just enough charm and wit But knows when to keep her mouth shut Someone he can be proud of Someone that hasn’t disappointed Someone he can control with a look
I never knew  how fast time could fly. And as the clock is clicking by, I’m wondering why, It has to be this way.   Whatever happened to the day
Tell me, Tell me how whole we are An unbroken family unit, no longer bent on space between calls. Remind me how intimate our ties are Forged by your flights of anxiety and his fights with insanity.
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