The Day He Left

This is about when my dad left when I was eight...
The day he left,
was the day I died.

I couldn't believe he was gone,
when I needed him the most.

The day had been sunny,
and I was out with friends,

you told me I'd never see my father,
ever, ever again.

The day he left,
I did too.
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