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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392891" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Pain That You Went Through</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I think of my past <br>Tears start to run down my eyes <br>And this is a memory that will never go away but it will last <br>Of the things I did to you guys </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember as sometimes I would come to your rooms at night <br>And I would talk to you about what you did that day <br>And how I would hug you so tight <br>Before I would turn out light and we would pray </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I miss the sound of your each of your voices <br>This hurts me because of all the pain that I caused the both of you <br>Sometimes we make the wrong choices <br>And how I can now feel the pain that you went through</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are times when I should know what I needed to do <br>Especially when I knew that you wanted to talk to me and you waited by the phone <br>Because I knew that all you wanted to say is daddy we love you <br>This hurts me because s I felt like I left the both of you feeling alone </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So please forgive me in the things that I have done <br>And I want us to be pals again and for the both of you see <br>That I am proud of the both of my sons <br>And all I want is us to be is a family</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Pulver">Frank Pulver</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392891" data-title="The Pain That You Went Through de Frank Pulver" data-description="As I think of my past Tears start to run down my eyes And this is a memory that will never go away but it will last Of the things I did to you guys I remember as sometimes I would come to your rooms at night And I would talk to you about wha..."></div> </div> </div>
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