Thanks a lot, " Dad."
The amount of times that you come to visit me each year I can count on one hand.
I wish you would take a second to look into my eyes.
Look deep into your child's eyes - tell me that you love me.
I am your daughter.
I am your offspring.
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I could sit back and reminisce on the empty memories... All of the times that you weren't there.
I could cry over you - I did cry over you.
You hurt my heart.
I know this story is a little cheesy, but I wrote what I felt inside. Thanks for your support 😘😘😘
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