By the time you read this
you may not know me too well.
But then again, we may be close.
You can never really tell.
You used to call me "Daddy."
I used to hold you tight.
I used to bathe you every day,
and tuck you in at night.
I should love your Mommy more.
We should have sat and talked.
The love grew cold, the words got hot,
and then one day i walked.
I cried the night i
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