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My Father.
A man who opens almost every door for me.
A man that knows me like the back of my hand.
A man who would do anything for me and to make me happy.
A man that leaves a permanent smile on my face.
A man that can make hours feel like minutes.
A man who loves me for who I am now and who I could be.
A man that never leaves me wondering on what I did wrong to make him react a certain way.
The one I can go to when I have something stupid to say.
The one that also witnesses all my dumb mistakes.
The one where I don't have to water down my personality.
The one where I can just be me and no one else.
The one where I can hold his hand when getting a piercing of some sort for moral and emotional support and stability.
The one where he constantly keeps me on my toes for the things he says.
The one I can depend on.
The one I am forever grateful for.
~E, setting the standards for all the ones after him.
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sunsets after dark. | poetry collection
Poetryfor the ones that were the sunshine for one wrong person then became the midnight rain for everyone else. an collection of poetry and short stories. ‼️TW‼️ contains hard topics including a mention of SA & SH. Amongst other things. I am a poet I wr...
