PCR
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I so sorry I was always so late and that I never had the courage to really believe in my dreams and fight for them. Maybe I could have been there... maybe I could have hold your hand. Or maybe I just want to believe I could have done so. I don't know anymore. I just know I miss Michael, and I am so, so angry and ashamed of myself for feeling I didn't give enough. I feel so out of place, so wrong, so out of everything. I no longer fit there... I no longer fit here... I feel lost. I feel lonely. I feel sad.
Why? What is the reason for this? What's the lesson to be learned? Why is this so hard to see? and so painful to live....
Michael... te extrañamos tanto; tanto que ya no hay palabras sólo pena.
I long for the day you will walk this earth again, in peace, in freedom, in joy. I long for that day. And I miss you so much :weeping:
Why? What is the reason for this? What's the lesson to be learned? Why is this so hard to see? and so painful to live....
Michael... te extrañamos tanto; tanto que ya no hay palabras sólo pena.
I long for the day you will walk this earth again, in peace, in freedom, in joy. I long for that day. And I miss you so much :weeping: