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by © fÚnkŸ fÃŘm © Feb 28, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
As I yelled at my dad He slapped me My mom says sorry about a million times And says I wish it would get better But I knew it never would And I know that Because That night He shot My mom And I We lay there hopeless Not a word to spare But with my One last Gasping breath I said I love you... That night My father went to jail and there we lay No hope in our lives My father Had killed us