Cuate.
It seems that time hasn’t heal the wounds, that still open, sensible to anything, I think it was sometime on the yesterday time that I hear you laugh and ignoring that it was going to be the last time.
You family still waiting for you to come home, ignoring that you are long gone, you left three angels behind and a lot of hearts broken and forever will be in me something that I’m try to forget and that will be the pain that I can take it anymore.
The whole world that you help with out asking anything back, is mourning that you will never comeback to help them when they were down, I look to your pictures and tears just fall from this eyes that prefer to be blind that keep seeing that you are not here.
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