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I Am My Father's Son, Cuz He's A Phantom, A Mystery And That Leaves Me Nothing!
Or Does He Leave Me Something???
I Know Who you Are, You Were Never There For Me, I Dont Hate You As Some People Claim.
You Are A Phantom; You Hide Your Face Away From Me.
You Are A Mystery ;and I Plan On Figuring Out Why and Where You Are.
I Am You Yet I Am More.... I Am Not Nothing I Am A Son, A Father, Grandson.
You Not Being Here Only Makes Me Stronger And Provide What You Have Failed...
Yet You and I Are The Same n Some Way...
I Have What Seems to Me Is Lost My Son...
You Chose Not To Be There... I Chose to Be There For My Own...
I've Strive For Pictures Or At Least The Sound Of Him...
In Turn I Get Pain.. So You Are My Mystery as I Am My Sons Mystery, hoping In Time He'll Come Find Me... Hoping...
- by UrbanHybrid |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/03/2010 |
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- Title: Mystery... Inherited...
- Artist: UrbanHybrid
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- Date: 07/03/2010
- Tags: mystery inherited
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