My bloody father on the bed
I went in the room he was knocked out dead
Red blood shed on his tummy
Until I screamed mommy mommy
It was so horrible to see my father go
Just knowing he was knocked out cold
I am missing him more and more every day
Why did he go I cannot say
Why did it have to be my father
I didn't even get a chance to say good bye
Why did he had to die
I cry and cry until this day
I pray and pray and sway away
I only have one father
And thats you
I will always love you.
I miss you cause I got the blues!
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*considers* this doesn't have much conviction, so I don't think this poem is from raw emotion. If it is I apologise but I truly do not like this piece, at all.
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