I wasn’t enough and always too much. he never asked for my forgiveness, but I forgive him. I cannot hold on to this resentment. after all, even present fathers are absent.

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İf I don't wake, let me dream,let me rot beneath the sheets.Don't tell me that the day awaits;the sun burns my eyes anyway.İf I don't wake, leave me in peace,and let me rot beneath the sheets.

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I’ve made peace with grief.I let it kiss me on the cheek and tuck me into bed.I know it will greet me when I wake up again.grief holds my hand as I walk down the street.I taste it on my tongue with everything I eat.I don’t fight it anymore,grief always wins the war.it fills me up when I feel hollow,and reminds me that one day,there will be no tomorrow.

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