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Still, the bed laid untouched the way you left it that crisp, fall morning.
Introductions were never my strong suit,
Losing every ounce of love I once felt; faded away the day you left.
Eager to get home, you left work that day in quite a hurry.
News of pregnancy; you already couldn't help but call yourself dad.
Considering the aftermath of everything that happened, little
Emma Rose has now met you, her finger wrapped around yours.
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'Lissa Stufflestreet
I'm just a daydreaming college student who's been manifesting becoming a writer since I was five. I never stick to just one writing genre (and typically write dark content). | she/they
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