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:: Thursday, April 03, 2003 ::

i'll never see your tiny hands
or the card
they would have colored
on mother's day
i'll never kiss you
or even touch
or miss you
as you run next door
to play
i'll never worry
about how to feed you
or clothe you
or teach you
the right things to say
but oh how i love you
how i want you and need you
and how
i threw your life away.

:: ashli 8:24 AM # ::

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