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Ode To Kay's "Daddy"
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Angsty Teen Years You call yourself a father?
What kind of father are you,
A father cares for their kids.
Just because you can't keep it in your pants
Your little girls should suffer?
You tear them apart everyday,
If you were around you'd see that.
Especially Kay,
She's hurting so bad.
And it kills me inside,
To know that I can't do a damn thing to help her.
I have to sit and watch as she cries because of you,
And as she hacks herself up because of you.
And the worst part is,
She still loves you.
How sick is that?
Even after you fucked her over so many times.
That takes strength.
That takes guts,
But you'll never know what either of those are.
I admire her.
She's never lost hope in you,
She still believes you'll start being a daddy,
That you'll take care of her, and love her.
And she's still willing to give you another chance,
Even after all the ones you've already blown.
