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17 years Dad
17 years Dad
of opening presents with you on christmas morning
17 years Dad
and this year is the first I will never have that
17 years Dad
to grow a bond of admiration and respect
17 years Dad
to have someone to look up to
17 years Dad
to always have someone to count on
17 years Dad....
before it all crumbled away
17 years Dad....
to have all of that broken
17 years Dad....
to have my trust betrayed
17 years Dad....
for you to abandon me
17 years Dad....
to have a part of me die
18 years Dad....
and I still miss you
merry Christmas....
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this is so sad! but so beautifully written!