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Fatherless

Fatherless inheritance Passed on through generations As my father had a father Taken from a bullet Such engraved his name That engraved his ability To translate the love he forgot Through a remorse in loss He died to Forgetting the ones my mother birthed And so I forgot before I ever got The love of my father Choosing a powdered remedy With suicidal tendency's He passed to me So I gave to them A father whom had a father To cowardly to fill his shoes So he wore his without socks and sizes small Creating a stench Cologne could not disguise As I see our son grow Wanting to do all he can to fill his shoes Unrealized there warn of sole This cycle has to be broken

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 1/25/2016 10:54:00 PM
I can feel it. Love the write. Bless you...
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Date: 1/25/2016 8:23:00 PM
deep write Tiffany, I do hope the cycle is broken, sad to hear of what was passed on. LINDA
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Date: 1/25/2016 8:20:00 PM
Your passion is overflowing. A very sad but unfortunately true terrible cycle.
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