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For a minute the gun was in my hand

For a minute i thought about swallowing the pills

For a minute i nearly ended it all

Then i thought… i asked God for my daughter and wont leave her.

I wont let you win before i change my will giving you custody of my daughter in my death.

For a minute i lost all hope, not anymore.

For a minute i let you win in your evilness.

For a minute i allowed your meaness to control me.

For a minute i lost myself.

I wont take myself out because you broke my heart and didnt have enough balls to officially break up with me.

I will forgive you and move on. I am free to run, dance and sing. I wish you nothing but the best.