And if I met my dad before I was born
I would tell him
"Let her go"
"Let her live, smile, be loved"
"Let her be hurt without your touch"
"Let her laugh with others"
"Cry tears with others"
"Let her life be hers to clutch"
I know I won't exist
And I know you will have lost her
But better for me not to breathe
And better for you just to grieve
Than give her the life that cost her
Apr 4, 2025
Apr 4, 2025 at 10:21 AM UTC
And if I met my dad before I was born
I would tell him
"Let her go"
"Let her live, smile, be loved"
"Let her be hurt without your touch"
"Let her laugh with others"
"Cry tears with others"
"Let her life be hers to clutch"
I know I won't exist
And I know you will have lost her
But better for me not to breathe
And better for you just to grieve
Than give her the life that cost her
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