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Sometimes I thought
That you
Liked it more than us

You told us
Not to make your mistakes
But whenever it called
You went to it
You put the glass to your lips
And swallowed the cool poison

Are we supposed to look up to that
We love you
And look up to you
We hate seeing you like this
Under the monsters spell

That January day
You walked into thagmeeti g
The courage being su led from your viens
We know it was hard
-still is-

Its almost been two years now daddy
And we're all
So
Proud

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