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At the end of the day, she smiles. She is happy, and that's all I ever wanted. Choking back something that sticks in my throat and waters my eyes, She's happy, and I'm not. I should have been more careful  with my wishes.
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
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At the end of the day, she smiles. She is happy, and that's all I ever wanted. Choking back something that sticks in my throat and waters my eyes, She's happy, and I'm not. I should have been more careful  with my wishes.
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 12:34 AM UTC
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