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But I Do
They don’t know what you did
But I do.
They don’t know how you felt
But I do.
They’ll never know what you went through;
They won’t understand.
One pill?
Two pills?
Three?
Maybe more.
What’s the difference anymore?
Escaping from a world
Without your beautiful little boy.
You weren’t thinking of me, her, any of us.
You were thinking of yourself.
They don’t understand that.
But I do.
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I miss her. A lot. But I can't blame her for what she did as easily as they can.