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Daddy



Daddy you were my legs when I couldn't walk My voice when I couldn't talk My hands when i couldn't touch ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 25 September 2006
Author: Da_scurry_kitty8me
Rating: 2.2/5 (13 votes cast)
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Daddy
Daddy
you were my legs when I couldn't walk
My voice when I couldn't talk
My hands when i couldn't touch
And my everything and always
I will always love you no matter what
And I want you to know
Whatever happens is for the best
And i will never let you go

Ill remember all you taught me
And keep you in my heart
Through times of thick or thin
You know that we will win
And when times of love and laughter appear
One thing is clear
Even if were're far apart
Your my daddy and I'm your angel
And we will always be in each others hearts
-Da_scurry_kitty8me -

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