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by Jad Aug 2, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Club to club challenge vs. R.T.V.W.She had always said, That she didn't care. How her father led, Cause it always made life unfair. Her father just wanted her. To have the best, And would not deter For anything less. And though he wanted that, He couldn't give her it all, Thinking of it where he sat. As his daughter stood tall. He sat thinking of her, So he picked up the phone As his vision started to blur And she picked the phone up at home. He told her he loved her, And she didn't understand. He said he couldn't lure, And I wish I could hold your hand. He was in Iraq, And had been shot. A lot of blood now lacked, As for life he now fought. He told her the story, And she started to cry. As her father she longed to see, As he gave a sigh. She said she was sorry, And she was everything she was now. As the night was starry, Because of her father right now. Her father said he had to go, And she started to cry more As she sobbingly sad no. He then dropped the phone and cord. She screamed no into the phone, And her head fell to the desk. As she silently cried at home, As her father thought she was the best.