Mommy is crying,
and daddy's a mess,
but i tried,
i tried my best,
the alchol i hid away,
so he'd stay calm for just one day,
for just one day,
i still do hope,
for our family,
to not be broke,
i sit and pray,
everynight,
for them to stop,
this awful fight,
i'm allright,
it's just not fair,
that daddy would move,
all the way there,
my birthday it do come,
and go,
but where he be i'll never know,
a face, a smile,
a back, a door,
is all i remember of him anymore.
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