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My life is a mist/ Id slice my wrist/ But who will be there to open my sons gifts/ on christMas/ or his birthday/ I felt the worst way / holding you for that first time/ mommy dont know but thats why I cryed/ holding you knowing I didnt have a job/ to help out your mom/n anthonys nothing but a bum/ likes to drink and drive/ shit in all honesty/ my breath stank like olde E the morning of ur birth/ I carry around so much pain n hurt/ till I soak it in substances/ and uglyness/ so how am I supposed to feel wen u look up to THIS??/ BUT im trying papi im trying/ everything I do is for you no lying, your the only thing keeping me alive n, as long as I got u I believe I could/ do anything just like a father should...
Posted on: Wed, 07 Aug 2013 05:07:26 +0000

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