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Painted skies and shining stars Remind us of the hours We spent at the Dining room table Drawing pictures of nothing important And everything we loved And even though our fingers got sore And our eyes began to ache We would never stop We would never

this space starts out empty and i know it cant hurt more than it already does and it all falls down around me and it hits me in the face i fall onto the ground and i wish that i could understand why im so upset to see these things ill never have my h