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I watched everything fall apart,

I watched my mom crawl from the dark.

I watched as you would beat her,

and I saw the blood drip from her face.

Why you put your self in this postiotion I'll never know.

But to call you my father I'm ashamend to do.



You never came to see me dance,

I was suppossed to be you'r little girl.

you spent all you're time with Micheal,

you were more proud of your son.

I have accomplished so much,

and you're still not proude of me.

To call you my father I'm ashamend to do.



But I'm not ashamend to say I love you,

because if it wans't for you,

so many people would be with out Megan-Renae.

To tell you I love you,

I'll say that anyday.