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Monday, January 22, 2007
 

as u reach for one last smoke

u realize this lifes a joke

is this all thats left for me ?

this utter pain and missery

first to smile

last to cry

flames dripping form the shores

pain bruing in the souls

aroma of cancer sticks smell of real love

my father forgot me once in kindergarden so after about an hour of waiting i walked home

i was scared all alone never done it before

but i made it safely

this was before i had the keys to the house

so i took a nap on the pourch and a few hours later i hear his truck pull up

before i have a chance to stand im in his arms

hes crying and says he was looking all over the school for me

he had gotten stuck at work and told me never to do that to him again but to wait in the office

he held my close and i remember the tears and the smell of cowboy killers on his clothes

i told him it was nothing not letin him know how terrorfied i was

but in his arms i know he loved me real, true love

he never forgot me again 

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