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Written by kit_kat   

All I want to do is cry.
The tears have eeen building for far too long.
I fear you more than anything else.
As it is in your arms I've suffered the most.

All I want is my dad
The one who use to make me laugh instead of cry
But he disappeared many years ago
Now I fear I may never see him again

All I want is a hug
The kind you use to give me, which removed the pain and made everything ok
But you are no longer capable of this.
Instead you make me run for my life

All I want to be is safe
In a home where people laugh instead of cry
Hug instead of fight
Where everyone is encouraged to reach for the stars and not hide in the dark.

kit_kat
Melbourne, Australia.
 
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