I'm writing to you. Not to tell you that I still hate you. Just to ask you, how you feel? And how we fell apart, how this fell apart ... Are you happy out there in this great wide world? Do you think about your son? Do you miss your little girl? When you lay your head down how do you sleep at night? Do you even wonder if we're all right? But we're all right, we're all right. It's been a long hard road without you by our side. Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried? You broke my mother's heart. You broke your child for life. It's not ok, but we're all right. I remember the days you were a hero in his eyes. But those were just a long lost memory of mine. I spent so many years learning how to survive, now I'm writing just to let you know, I'm still alive. The days I spent so cold, so hungry. Were full of hate. I was so angry. The scars run deep inside this tattooed body. There's things I'll take to my grave. But I'm okay. And sometimes I forgive. And I'now this time. I'll admit that I miss you, I miss you.
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