Maybe my thoughts are wrong, maybe my mind is made this way cause I've watched my father for so long and I think all men are this way, maybe I'm the person trying to find a problem in every man I come across. But even as I as I accept my faults I still can't see them differently my eyes will always be clouded by the images of the person I lived with.
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