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A poem i wrote about my father called Footsteps, pls read it and understand what im coming from :::::: ---Footsteps --- The life i lives a lie Dark secrets of loneliness i cry One word of my father is death A great man for the hustle A bad one who left. The buisness for the fame no time for his daughter he wasnt the same. The job of a boss bodies of young to old and shipments his cost. Following my dreams to the heart of depth keeping the mob going i follow his footsteps. Lies of crime created a higher level 6 words to describe a pain that grows for A new boss of the devil
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