Going nuts with the drama I keep uncovering as I live and breathe. How can my love and sacrifice turn to personal tears only God can understand. Going nuts with history repeating itself, generational curses, I swore wouldn't be my end, but yet it can come true. Going nuts over to welcoming her in the world, to her treating me like I have no heart, or understand what it's like to have that same kind of misjudgment, to just sitting face to face, to have a relationship in these last days. Going nuts by how I miss her without measure. My daughter, my other heart that I can never deny. Just a shame I don't get that in return."
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