My Daddy
Me and my mom live without my dad.Yes its very hard.
Dad your the best i love you.
A dad who cares about me.
Does your dad care about you?
Does my dad care about me?
Yes he does and hes out there looking out for me.
My Daddy
Me and my mom live without my dad.In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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My new school | 0 | 11/20/2013 |
When we argue | 0 | 11/20/2013 |
Late at night | 0 | 09/07/2013 |
My Daddy | 0 | 09/07/2013 |
My Cousin And Bestfriend | 0 | 09/07/2013 |
My Sisters | 2 | 08/19/2013 |
My Best Friend | 0 | 08/16/2013 |
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