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Of Gifts (Free verse) by thepinkbunnyofdoom
Son...
Look upon your father's face
Remember the glow about him
Always knowing that
The Melodies surround him
He might not be famous
But there is something to the tune
Strummed along in the sunny afternoon
While watching kiddy cartoons
Know my son that the dark beauty you hear
Is the bleeding of my soul
From heart to fingertips
Giving voice the sorrow of these lips
You'll never see daddy on mtv
But you might find one of his old cd's
With the haunting melodies
Beautiful and Beyond Compare
Remember Son . . .
Every Father has a gift to give his child
Whether tis heavy a sight or lite a sound
Every Mother a kiss, and Some Good Advice
Give in to her whim, Before your big swim
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<3 // Luzr \\
>3 \\ Bunny //
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I think I need medication
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