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Daddy (Other) by mishy_lee
He's not gonna be at my wedding
He's not gonna be at my grad
He won't be there for Christmas
and that really makes me mad.
He isn't going to visit
He isn't going to call
We cannot keep in touch anymore
and that doesn't please me at all.
No one can replace him
It just wouldn't be the same
he was literally my hero
and Daddy was his name.
My life has been a living hell
ever since he passed away
there's only so many memories
why did it have to be this way?
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