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♱Six AM by the fireplace, a photo burned with our memories
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And it hurts me when I see you hurting and in pain I keep thinking about how I wish I could be there with you,taking care of you
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The more I think about it,the harder it becomes for me to understand the situation
Sometimes I wonder, were these things normal?Did I deserve them?
No, I didn’t. Because I always tried. I always gave it my all, and I was always careful about the way I acted
So what mistake of mine were these things the result of? What could I possibly have done that was bad enough to deserve something like this?
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But we ruined everything. He happened to be hacked into my mind and he was doing a lot of things to your mind and it was as if this world decided that they would never end and would get bigger every time, and you ignored a problem that was repeated over and over again and seemed simple to you, my daughter.
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I miss you, but more than that, I miss the way things used to be between us I miss those nights when we’d stay up until morning,talking for hours and never wanting the night to end. I miss how effortless it all felt, how close we were and how those little moments somehow meant so much Sometimes I find myself wishing I could go back to those days,even just for one night, and feel that kind of closeness again
