Dinner With Dad

Dinner With Dad

A Poem by Erocvon
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A relaxing dinner with dad! Or is it?

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Dad sits across the Table
His food on the plate no longer in the label 
He won't touch his food though
Guess that's understanding after his injury with a bow
I already devoured my food it was good
I really like our table because it is made from wood
Dad still hasn't touched his food though
Guess that's understanding after all the injury with the bow
Kinda killed him and he's not really there
Not a piece of skin or hair
Just my imagination of what could of been 
It's half past ten
Dad sits across the table
Then dad disappears for the night at the table 

© 2014 Erocvon


Author's Note

Erocvon
Just something random, sorry if it sucks

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Added on June 18, 2014
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Erocvon
Erocvon

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