dear father above the skys
please help me as i cry
i need something to mend my heart
i know you and i had our fights
but thats no reason to ruin my sight
all the people i seem to love
from mother and father to people my age
i used to feel as beautiful as a dove
but now i'm just rotten sage
father please help me get throught this sorrow
i need direction, i need love tomorrow
but as you're listening to me now
i sit here on my knees down
i make this wish, from deep inside
and i hope you'll grant me it, before i die
i want no i need a family
so please, i pled, love me like i'm your son
Dear father above the skys
please help me as i cry...

*i pray every night. sometimes to those i love, died or even hate. this one
though... i said yesterday, and for once i decided to make it to a poem and
submit it here for everyone to see*
 
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