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My aunt told me "Your dad said that if you want to talk to your him come here the 30th "
I saw the calendar its His Birthday ....

He Never Called For mines

Why should i call him....I Really Want to ...

He should call me

It Doesent matter He got A son ....dead but he was there

He has a daughter...married but shes there...

Im just the 3rd Kid Made from the love that expired a long time ago.....

I Wish i met my brother...why did he kill himself?? Does it run on the family...i feel it:(

What Should I Do???
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I dont know wat to say but...shes hurting me but i love her!:-/ i dont want to but i figured that im allways going to love her

Even though she has an attitude

Even though she screams at me

Even though she might think of me as that fat ugly kid

I still love her and every kiss ,every look,every word she says,every curse ....

Every kiss she gives me i try to remember them even if they are not meant to be

Hopefully everytime she kisses me with her evyes closed i hope she really knows its me:'(

I love you and i hate myself for that
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That Kid

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Wish my dad was here...but hes out there living the life

Every kid in the park walking with there dad exept me

Every kid learned to play sports. Exept me

Every kid had the newest things Exept me

Every kid knew how to skate exept me
  
Why did all the cool kids have a dad?

The day he left was a cold humid feeling at midnight,a white car where he got in and never came back

In the morning i woke up happy about going to the park right after he came home..i didnt know he had left....

I went to the street door opened it, he wasent there i sat down there waiting for him to get home...and i think im still there..

All my birthday wishes were spent on him to see him come in that door ready to go play ball...
I walked through the park i see boys with there dad having fun in the park....

All i have of him is this shirt doesent even fit me anymore...its a profecional soccer team shirt...thats never been used...

Im keeping that shirt To pass it to the son im going to have and show the world what a father really is .....

I wanted to be like him.....but it doesent make sence

Im 14 now and Im now following someone elses steps.

Im Shutting the door and letting someone in...I Have a Real Father now ....Hes not you ...He is someone beyond a father....just letting you know that im ok
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I'm Victor, my father and I traveled to the United States. I'm originally from New York but my parents aren't. My family decided when I was just born to get back to New York, my father was illegal but my mom is from New York. When my mother died, things changed.

In a sunny desert between Mexico and the United States a hot wind rushed onto me and Luis's faces, suffocating us, making us run much slower. My dad is Luis. I remember seeing him running behind me. My dad and I were running in the desert when the heated dry air hit us on our faces. We tried to move our faces to another direction, but the air and the sand were very hot. The sand kept going in my eyes. My dad started yelling, "Victor! Let's go back." 
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Dear Friend

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Dear LoneWolfCries,

I love you dearly. You mean so much to me. I hope you know that I would do anything for you, and everything I can to protect you.

I'm not sure why I even bothered writing this, other then it feels right. I'm here for you forever and always. I'll be here for you. To hold your hand in the sun. To wipe your tears when you cry. To listen to you when your angry. To hold you tight when you feel as if your going to fall apart.

When you brake, I'll be the glue that will put you together again.

Your not alone, not anymore I'm here for you. Don't be afraid to tell me anything. Don't be afraid to cry. I'll be your sholder to cry on. I'll be your teddy bear that little kids hold at night. I'll be whatever you need.

I'm your friend. You mean the world to me. You've been the rock that I needed. You were my strength when I was weak and crying on my knees. You lit the way and held my hand when I was lost in the dark.

Most of all you helped me to not give up. You showed me that there are still reasons to not give up and to keep fighting. To not give in. I was about to give up on men and love. You showed me that there was no reason to. And that there was still good men in the world. Mabey that was an exageration. Anyway, thank you. For everything. I love you, and I'm here for you.


Love,

SorrowfulRaven
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