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Letters from prison

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

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Written by
ana-llanes
Mexican
Published
Jan 24, 2014
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