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1, 2, 3, Push! Danny focus! The baby's coming. Harder! Push harder! Our baby is being born. 6lbs, 2 ounces, 17 inches. He has your eyes, He looks just like you: Big smile bright green eyes and head full of dark brown hair The pain is unbearable I can do this 9 months, 27 days, 16 hours.... I can do this 2 years, 1 month leads to an hour twice a week with you next to me. I can do this I named him Jacob.... My mama's happy that you're not here. Your leaving, walking away, stepping out was her 'I told you so.' She doesn't understand No one understands You're supposed to be here --->Divorce your wife I thought that you loved me --->Words cannot express my feelings for you I still have hope, that you're coming back. Every time that I look at him I see you. 9th grade English: You were my teacher My mentor My best friend Now I am 16, alone, just this baby and me.
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 6:56 AM UTC
My best friend
1, 2, 3, Push! Danny focus! The baby's coming. Harder! Push harder! Our baby is being born. 6lbs, 2 ounces, 17 inches. He has your eyes, He looks just like you: Big smile bright green eyes and head full of dark brown hair The pain is unbearable I can do this 9 months, 27 days, 16 hours.... I can do this 2 years, 1 month leads to an hour twice a week with you next to me. I can do this I named him Jacob.... My mama's happy that you're not here. Your leaving, walking away, stepping out was her 'I told you so.' She doesn't understand No one understands You're supposed to be here --->Divorce your wife I thought that you loved me --->Words cannot express my feelings for you I still have hope, that you're coming back. Every time that I look at him I see you. 9th grade English: You were my teacher My mentor My best friend Now I am 16, alone, just this baby and me.
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Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 6:56 AM UTC
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