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I remember what you said,

When you told me of your child hood.

I remember when you said your parents don't trust you, I can't help but feel the same way.

I remember when you told me of your days with the razor blade,

I can't help but stare at my arm, as I try to make sure you can't see the scars.

I remember when you told me of your brother and sister and the laughs and the arguments you had, and yet again I can't help but feel the same way.

I remember the tears that feel from your eyes when I told you I was sad.

And you said that you were sorry. I hope that you can remember when they put me in the ground and cover me with dirt.

Remember me for all the good I have done and not the bad.

Remember me as your friend who you could talk to, and laugh with.

Remember me as a person, with a smile and so much to give.

But for the most part remember me as your daughter who loved you so.