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Gone.
Whens it gonna be the point in time when you realise
The damage youve brought and the memories youve lost
Mindless devotion of a child jabbering on about
The beauty and innocence that you can no longer see
Hoping and praying that youll just be there for once
For once just pick up a telephone and pretend not to hurt
Letting the baby on the other end feel like a human being
A change, a definite change in the mundane routine
Of feeling like a stranger in one's own skin
A centimeter would stretch for miles
If you could just realise I was once your child.
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Comment by: pitbull - 2008-06-04 03:34
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| Wow,Ive got ters in my eyes...Me and my dad are very close,I dont know what i'd do without him...So emotional,from the heart...I hope things are ok...Good work! |
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Comment by: pitbull - 2008-06-04 03:34
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| Wow,Ive got ters in my eyes...Me and my dad are very close,I dont know what i'd do without him...So emotional,from the heart...I hope things are ok...Good work! |
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| This was very touching, and brings up such immense emotion. Very nice. :) |
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This is immensely powerful.
A change, a definite change in the mundane routine
Of feeling like a stranger in one's own skin
A centimeter would stretch for miles
If you could just realise I was once your child.
The emotion behind this, especially these last four lines, is amazing. Wonderful. |
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| This is good, really hits right on the emotion. My dad lives thousands of miles away, and all I ever hear from him when he answers the phone once in a few months, is everything thats wrong with him and how he needs help. I think this piece really portrays this situation. |
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