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at your birth i was the one who cut the cord...
less of an honor i could not afford...
little boy you’re the core of my soul,
without your presence i cannot be whole...
fear floats in and does not ask please;
your loss brought me down, down to my knees...
c-
down to my knees, please, bring back my son, he loves in fear,
baby please, his soul will tear;
and soon will freeze...
2v-
days turn into nites, and the nites make me crawl...
deep down in my dreams, i’m hearin’ you call,
“where are you dada, i cannot stand tall”...
my back pressed too close to the wall, i hold your photos,
and then i fall,
c-
3v-
understand there are flaws in his shield,
transparency in the veil of his soul...
a little boy in like dew on the field,
without his dada he cannot be whole;
without his dada he cannot be whole...
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