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Dear Dottie,
I can’t see past the sarcasm, I can’t forget the shadowy depth your pain casted in each of your verses. I can’t see what made you who you are, but I can see you’re everything I want to be. How’d you hold on to everything in the midst of a downfall? Did you sink in your nails and bite your lip to keep everything from slipping between your delicate fingers? Or did you let it all plummet into the void when you poured the last glass you’d ever have? I’ve been going through scenarios and I still don’t have an answer. You tried to give it up more than once but failed and ironically were the last man standing. You are the strength and heart I never had. You scribbled down the story of my life in your spare time and you don’t even know who I am. I’ve been “Threnody” and done “The Leal” Tell me, what’s it like to finally have what you’ve always wanted? My girthless essence is begging to know, how did you get my “Resume”? I can’t see past the caged rage in your tone, I can’t forget the effortless strength you possess. I can’t see where you are, but I can see you’re where I want to be. How’d you know the wholehearted truth to “Envy no one but the dead”?

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Dear Dottie,
I can’t see past the sarcasm, I can’t forget the shadowy depth your pain casted in each of your verses. I can’t see what made you who you are, but I can see you’re everything I want to be. How’d you hold on to everything in the midst of a downfall? Did you sink in your nails and bite your lip to keep everything from slipping between your delicate fingers? Or did you let it all plummet into the void when you poured the last glass you’d ever have? I’ve been going through scenarios and I still don’t have an answer. You tried to give it up more than once but failed and ironically were the last man standing. You are the strength and heart I never had. You scribbled down the story of my life in your spare time and you don’t even know who I am. I’ve been “Threnody” and done “The Leal” Tell me, what’s it like to finally have what you’ve always wanted? My girthless essence is begging to know, how did you get my “Resume”? I can’t see past the caged rage in your tone, I can’t forget the effortless strength you possess. I can’t see where you are, but I can see you’re where I want to be. How’d you know the wholehearted truth to “Envy no one but the dead”?