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Father's NightMare
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Tributes And Dedications Once i was a child who just turned 8
watched my dad smear the blood on his face
he let it slip into his hands
and he fell down
she didn't pick him up
she held him down
into the mercy oblivious fate
father was beaten by his wife
never giving a chance to explain his side
she picked up the broken bottle and stabbed him in the chest
father fell to the ground
lifted his head and said
look what you done infront of my son
he started to get up and she shouted i had enough
she grabbed his hair and starting cutting away
she killed him the very next day
