Dear Father

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my poems

This is your daughter crying out

I want to know why you shut the door

It slams as you walk away

I cried all night and day

But nothing brought you back

I’m sitting in the dark

I can feel the pain in my heart

I never tell what I do to myself

But if you were still around

It would be different      

I would have a real home

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