Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to You?
We always try to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put You through
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give
Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I
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I need to break down and talk with you about Adam.
It's time.
Love,
-T.
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as for amo. Lets set up a time to talk darling.
Hope all is well.
F'ie
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