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How I feel about you…

When I was little I didn’t know
That you not being here was bad
but I know now it was a blow
I now am a person who’s mad
Sometimes I cry not knowing why
you decided to leave
you didn’t want to be a family so I cry
so now we sit here and grieve
as we deal with this pain
while you enjoy your new family
I sit her waiting for you to explain
to us why you left us so clammily
Now it’s your time to look
to feel what you took

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