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ForbiddenObsession — Daddy
Published: 2009-10-12 01:11:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 182; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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It is close to midnightBut I cannot sleep
In the room down the hall
I can almost imagine he's here.
I know it's only for today, but
What about when it becomes
Weeks
Months
Years?
It is cruel to tear
A child away from her
Security blanket.
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Comments: 3
Awww..
Sad poem,
But deffanetly gets your feelings worked up
Good job ^.^
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