His Daughter
By Stereotype
He touched her face as he watched her sleep, no tears fell now he could not weep Her peaceful face silently lay he WOULD make that person pay His task was simple, this he knew he told his child 'im doing it for you' She only awoke at the sound of the car she knew her father would go 2 far. The next time father and daughter met again between them both were prison men she took one glance and turned away she knew she could no longer stay the last he saw was the sad look in her eye they didn't even say goodbye that night a tear ran down his daughters cheek she could not move she could not speak her father died as he thought of her too and muttered his last words 'I did it for you' Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 09:32 AM PST 0 • 1
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