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Jan 2014
Hey my little one I hope that as you're reading this life is treating you good.
I promise when I get out of here I'm gonna take you..
I promise when I get out we're gonna go do..
I promise I'm gonna be there..*

All your letters
All the same
All through the years

All meaning is void
Just letters making up words
I know so well not to believe
Yet here I am hopefully waiting
On something I fear may never be
They tell me stories
They share their experiences
But none will change
What you have already done
They tell me to love you
But they don't know how much I do
So much
I often wish I didn't
For you
Are the cause of my pain
But I could never hate you
And you could never say
I haven't tried
But all your words are empty
In my heart
All you left
Is a hole
Big enough
To make sure
No one could
Replace what you took
Ana Llanes
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Ana Llanes
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   Kathy J, Hilda and Timothy
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