I wish I could say I would grow tired 

About the conversations Bob and I used to have. 

About the things we shared

The regrets of what, how, and what kind of people are we married to?

I looked them both up Bob and Kendra I have no idea why

Sometimes I just go to see her face to see if I can see the evil in her?

What did I miss? Irrelevant I guess 

My eyes are heavy 

Time for be 

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