One day I ask her what happened to my father, to which she just says "he decided he couldn't go on"
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Poetry~A tragic life through the eyes of a young girl with synesthesia~ {this is written kind of oddly but that's just the style I wanted to go for because I think it makes it nicer to read}
Nineteen
One day I ask her what happened to my father, to which she just says "he decided he couldn't go on"
