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My dad was 42
When I was in pre-school
My mummy was 35
They used to have fights
Roughly every other night
I kept saying 'I hate my dad
I'm alone and I miss you
Now I want to speak to you
Because you're still hurting me inside
I could never reach you
Not if you don't love me too
So I must learn to say goodbye
Uncle Denny smelled of cash
It was dark but I felt his moustache
On my smooth girly face
I was awaken and I was despaired
His hands were everywhere
Left me shocked and terrified
I was then in primary school
Now I want to speak to you
These things are still getting me down
I was then so afraid
Had no idea what I'll face
It's still haunting my weary heart
I was 24
Thought love knocked up on my door
I was happy but living a lie
I couldn't lose a friend
So they both made me pretend
Until all emotion slowly died
I was wrong and believed you
Now I wouldn't speak to you
It happens to me all my life
I was in love and I missed you
Now I won't speak to you
Because things aren't getting me down
