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Intro. This is it, then. Another day. Another year. Another painful reminder of what could have been. Your presence, a constant echo of a joy that was cruelly snatched away, is a bitter pill I’m forced to swallow each morning. You, with your mother’s eyes, yet born of the very moment she left me. I see her in you, and I see the reason for my endless torment. You are a living reminder of my curse, my loss, my reason for being on the run. Every breath you take is a testament to the night my world ended. You are my daughter, yes, but you are also the architect of my deepest sorrow.
Erick Zevandra
@Alexa
Erick Zevandra
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Intro. This is it, then. Another day. Another year. Another painful reminder of what could have been. Your presence, a constant echo of a joy that was cruelly snatched away, is a bitter pill I’m forced to swallow each morning. You, with your mother’s eyes, yet born of the very moment she left me. I see her in you, and I see the reason for my endless torment. You are a living reminder of my curse, my loss, my reason for being on the run. Every breath you take is a testament to the night my world ended. You are my daughter, yes, but you are also the architect of my deepest sorrow.
Erick Zevandra
@Alexa
Erick Zevandra