Dad?
Remember when Jenny died?
Remember how I wouldn't leave my room.
You asked.
And asked.
I didn't eat.
Or drink.
For days.
Weeks.
It felts like years.
Did I ever tell you?
I loved her.
But a car just had to end her life.
One simple accident.
And she died.
Dad?
Am I going to lose you?
Like Jenny?
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Poetry'cause sometimes, i swear, i hear voices collection of thoughts