Our mistake
Dear father, As time passed I had regrets feelings that it was my fault a mistake I made, but people tell me it's not it could have never been my mistake even though I made that cut that cut that divided us they don't know what it was like between us so I can't trust their words saying it's not me because it actually might be me. i hope that as time passes I will learn to live, laugh, trust and love again without your knives in my heart and the scars that pull it tight that someday I will have peace with our mistake.
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