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i live with my mom
i have no dad
he is was never there
and told where i could go
he says he loves
all i see is the pain i hide
i try to be a good daughter
it is to hard........
all i can see or think is pain
the pain he caused me
i just get so mad
ican't see he's sorry

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I can really relate to how you feel here. My situation (with my mom though) is very similar. I'm older than you but still feel the pain. It is hard but necessary to let the past's too short. Good luck, Sincerely, Mary
poetry is therapeutic. write more poetry and you will be cured of your problem. i will be there to read them.