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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1738594

Just a continuing poem for my father.

Could you really not care?
I bet you don’t even know
how old I am.
I have grown up
and you missed it all.
It’s been three years
and that’s a long time to me.
You missed my sweet sixteen.
Then again, I don’t think
I would have spoken to you
anyway. This is just a
pointless cycle.
So I’m done running
around. I don’t need you.
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