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Rememberance

He looks at me like I'm dead

He looks like he doesn't hear me right behind him

I tell him I'm sorry over and over again, though I don't know why

I yell "WHY AREN'T YOU LISTENING TO ME?"

But he doesn't seem to hear my plea

He's looking at something....I think it's a picture--Yes it's the picture Bethany took of me at the Statue of Liberty

He's looking at that picture like he wants to strangle me but also hug me and never let go

Then when I'm about to touch him he yells "You killed our kids....Damn you.....You killed our" *Sob*

At first I don't understand what he's saying and then I remember

I am dead, I killed my two beautiful little girls, And I killed myself

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