manuscriptx
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I am sorry my beloved darling, stay with God. You deserved so much better.
With under these tears I allowed, I tried hard, so lovely a face, so little a time to make things better. I would rather burn than see her sorrow, disappointment and pain, a repudiation of all things my fault. Death is listening. Many opportunities to take what was mine, I so rightfully deserved.' You can't even describe what you wanted so much'. Fail he said.' Wrong. Not forthcoming,' 'Why lead me to the brink and just leave me there?'
'A taste to know you're still there.' He said. I'm not far from where I belong, ambiguity is and for the sinner, nothing.
Without the skin of an apple she was too perfect. Your daughter, she sits by the side of my God, still sad, sad that I did not really try. Her pain is my pain. Her teeth is my teeth, and yet nothing, no knowledge of an ever existence. An adjective, a disclaimer, a footnote, and another price I have to pay to stay the same, perfect without prodigy, son of a failure in an ever widening chain. Does it bother me? No.
With under these tears I allowed, I tried hard, so lovely a face, so little a time to make things better. I would rather burn than see her sorrow, disappointment and pain, a repudiation of all things my fault. Death is listening. Many opportunities to take what was mine, I so rightfully deserved.' You can't even describe what you wanted so much'. Fail he said.' Wrong. Not forthcoming,' 'Why lead me to the brink and just leave me there?'
'A taste to know you're still there.' He said. I'm not far from where I belong, ambiguity is and for the sinner, nothing.
Without the skin of an apple she was too perfect. Your daughter, she sits by the side of my God, still sad, sad that I did not really try. Her pain is my pain. Her teeth is my teeth, and yet nothing, no knowledge of an ever existence. An adjective, a disclaimer, a footnote, and another price I have to pay to stay the same, perfect without prodigy, son of a failure in an ever widening chain. Does it bother me? No.