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looking into the mirror
As I look into
the mirror
I see my father eyes
starting straight back at me
the struggle of this life
riding throw the night
As he made another deal
taking another line
in the bathroom
my mouth numb
I have some of my father
traits
even though I wish
I did not
I am a hustler and gangsters daughter
the struggle took him away from me
as he was locked behind bars
I never got to know him
he was always putting me last
I stood beside him
as I knew the pain
he caused me
As I wished for a father
who would never
leave me
As I grew stronger
I knew I had
to leave that
life behind to make
a better me.
© Ashley Marie sizemore
the mirror
I see my father eyes
starting straight back at me
the struggle of this life
riding throw the night
As he made another deal
taking another line
in the bathroom
my mouth numb
I have some of my father
traits
even though I wish
I did not
I am a hustler and gangsters daughter
the struggle took him away from me
as he was locked behind bars
I never got to know him
he was always putting me last
I stood beside him
as I knew the pain
he caused me
As I wished for a father
who would never
leave me
As I grew stronger
I knew I had
to leave that
life behind to make
a better me.
© Ashley Marie sizemore
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