The Truth
Sometimes its lonely
When they are gone
But I still can't forgive them
For what they have done wrong.
I want to forgive them
And let it all go
Bit still the process
Its going slow.
All those years
Where you would cry
But I still don't know
The reasons why.
Then he came along
And tried to 'help'
But it just made it worse
For yourself.
Now I have siblings
They're only part
But Leona still
Doesn't know who you are.
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