My dearest boy shed no more tears..
for a man who doesnt care
He does not even stop and hear..
how much you miss that he isnt there...
My dearest boy don't speak his name..
for he does not remember yours...
he came along and played his game..
and forgot what he left behind..
My dearest boy dont think of him...
for he doesn't deserve your love..
He cares more for other pleasures..
that manage to make him feel above...
My dearest boy forget his face
for you have me at your side....
and no matter if im near or far.....
from my dearest boy I shall not hide......
LaPincheChata...
For My son...Xavier...
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