She's evil behind her mask.

I never realized I had until it was ripped out from under me.
Why did she have to let me go?
I wasn't good enough for her family.
She even got the little ones on her side.
She is evil...
My own Father won't even trust me.
All he wants is her.
He doesn't want me in his life.
I don't want to be in his life than.
He can have her witch,
but I hope the little one's know the truth
She keep me from even contacting them.
Im sorry i'm not good enough.
Maybe one day everyone will see the devil you have inside you.
You lost my respect long ago.
Goodbye you witch!

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