fatherA Poem by mabel maei believe that, yeah, dad, maybe no one is perfect. but i believe you are testing your luck.
look around
dueling blues. one to shine, one reflecting you. a constant reminder an everlasting flame. but if you think you’re perfect, then why am i to blame? i know that you’re tired i know what you’ve endured it doesn’t excuse how much i’ve hurt. it says a lot i didn’t even cry maybe i’m already gone; no longer reflecting your sky.
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