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Dad
I was naïve
To ever believe
I needed you to achieve
I knew I needed to leave
To be able to grieve
Cause all you wanted to do was deceive
Your sick ways made me heave
To ever believe
I needed you to achieve
I knew I needed to leave
To be able to grieve
Cause all you wanted to do was deceive
Your sick ways made me heave
Published 18th Feb 2014
| Edited 21st Feb 2014
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