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Apr 2019
I wrote to you of all things I went through.
Things I’ve never told anybody else.
In hopes that you would see what I see.
I didn’t give you a return address.
I couldn’t risk giving up my location.
But I did give you a phone number that you refuse to call.
So if I see you again do not tell me that I gave you no chances.
I gave you plenty.
You were just too lazy to reach out and take one.
If we meet again I’ll tell you of all things I did without your help.
In hopes of you feeling guilty, and me feeling like I’ve won.
I’m just sorry that we can never makes amends.
Wrote a letter to my grandparents.
I hope they got it
I hope their precious son gets a reality check.
Little girls grow up and they find their voice.
Britni Ann
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Britni Ann  21/F/Colorado
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