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I do not live with My Biological Family and this is what i felt when i found my dad.
I held the phone
My dad was on the other end
Maybe my past could mend
But my pain stood tall

Surprise tumbles down
To hear his voice, out of his mouth
Smooth and rich with a tint of south
But I can not hear

Pulse races across
Could it possibly be true
My 'magination is in full throttle
But i can not hear

Whispers of yesterday
Memories of tomorrow
Edging around my pillow
Twrils around my finger

Monsoon tear, touch of hurt
Calm my nerves, let me cry
Hold my hand, as i ask why
But I can not answer

Leveling with life
Holding on for the kill
The blanket smoothers me still
But I can not feel

Life is going on
But he is real
He wont disappear
and I'm left behind

I am left no one is here
A shell of a person no soul that fills
A dealing of sympathy a size of a hill
But i can not stand either of you

I am not a nut case
Not wanting you here is tolerable
But, I can't send for the impossible
but I can not leave

I don't wanna see me
Just in case I see you
You're tinting my view
and it is killing me

Why couldn't I live with you
Are you still a mother
You gave your rights to another
But I can not cry

I love you Dad
Even if you don't know me
And a picture is all you see
But I can not ignore the pain

Why did you do this Mom
Why didn't you call Dad
I'm allowed to be mad
Here I am left in this room
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