A letter to my daughter

My life was a game i was trying to beat
It caused me to stumble as i walked the street
So many storys people will tell you
Im sorry for who i was
I did things just because
Beautifull i promise i will be there
Im sorry For now its just not fair
Im sorry i had to leave
I hope when your older you forgive me
And see the man ive came to be
Your face is what drives me every day
She wont let me see you i tryed to stay
My past isnt a preaent
She holds onto who i was
Her answer why is just because
One day ill have you in my arms again
Im sorry my daughter for now i must pretend
Baby Ace BR

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world
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