You gave birth to a little girl with big brown eyes
You say that you loved her, that precious little baby, but I still wonder why
Why you chose the pills over me?
Was that the only possibility?
Was it to hard for you when my sister died?
Was I just not worth the time?
I need you to know
That I used to sit at the window
And wait for you to take me back home
I had refused to feel alone
Because you loved me, right?
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Lost Letters To No One
RandomSnippets of emotion from the abyss that is my soul.~ Me trying to be poetic at 3 am...