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Jul 2020
I hope to God that she was doing her best
But her best just wasn’t good enough
It’s sad to say, but deep in my heart I want to say she tried
When she tucked us into bed and made dinner even when she was tired
I want to know that she loved me even on the darkest of days in her own way
Even though she chose him over me
Nola Leech
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Nola Leech  18/Cisgender Female
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