My life filled with dread,
My dad lie still in a bed,
because of the voices in his head.
My eyes filled with tears,
As I said words to his ears,
Praying his end wasn’t near,
An angel must of appeared,
For he’s still fucking here.
But in my moments of fear,
I said to him there,
Again and again,
Without any end.
If you leave me now,
I’ll still love you somehow.
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