nevika springer


Daddy Why Did You Leave


why put your trust in the ones you love and the ones you love hurts you the most, years I've waited for you to come home am 19 an am still waiting i had loved you so much until you left, my heart was crush, you made me find love in all the wrong places you made me get hurt, you made them hurt me, why weren't you there i cried each night praying that god would send back my daddy, i didn't had child hood days because of you, i didn't went my high school graduation cause of you i wanted you in my life so bad i still love you an i still MISS YOU DADDY WHY DID YOU LEAVE

Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2012
Edited: Thursday, March 22, 2012
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