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Dad is not a hero...
Contributed by
fears
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Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 03:04:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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You used to be my super man
flying through the trees
dropping cherries on my head
making me belive.
39 street number 2
mails and letters would come through
now they have stopped coming for you.
tears and blood
memories and screams
thats all i have left from my
"super man"
Dont hug me. Thats a violation.
Dont look at me. Thats a violation.
You Druggie. You Drunk.
I cant see you anymore.
That would be impossible..
Hey daddy, How is jail cell # 5?
Thats nice how do we explain this.
I bet your mom is proud.
Your a dirty man.
Now you are my super man
flying through my dreams
dropping cherries on my head
making me belive.
**Cady.
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fears
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2006-01-15 15:04:50]
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Re: Dad is not a hero...
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by Butterflygirl40 on
Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 03:13:43 PM AEST
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| wow nice poem and i hope things get better for you,, if your dad is really in jail .. I am so sorry ,,,, take care ... i am always here if you want to talk... |
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Re: Dad is not a hero...
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by PHISHBATES on
Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 03:35:31 PM AEST
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very emotional, i felt it
thanks |
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