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Don't Judge me
The screams of my past,
The yurn for a future,
The cries of my present,
my days end sooner.
I could make a 1,000 wishes but give up for good,
And be told of what I had that I no longer could,
I had a father who called my...
The yurn for a future,
The cries of my present,
my days end sooner.
I could make a 1,000 wishes but give up for good,
And be told of what I had that I no longer could,
I had a father who called my...
