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Dad do you love me because I love you
The pictures I crafted, I gave them to dad.
The figures I built, I saved them for dad.
The game I played with friends, I shared it to dad.
The day my mom spit at me, I told it to dad.
Dad?
The sayings he did, I tried to response to dad.
The things he said, I used them against dad.
Dad? What did you say?
The bad grade I got, I told it to lucas.
The crush I had, I told it my neighbour.
The scare I had I told it a teacher.
The sadness I had I left it out to,
to,
to the rent sheet.
The force I had in my hands, I squeezed the sheet.
I didn't squeezed you dad.
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Adna Demiri
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