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It’s hard to put it into words

How the holidays will always hurt

I watch the fathers with their little girls

And wonder what I did to deserve this

How could you hurt a little kid?

I can’t forget, I can’t forgive you

‘Cause now I’m scared that everyone I love will leave me

Scattered 'cross my family line

I’m so good at telling lies

That came from my mother’s side

Told a million to survive

Scattered 'cross my family line

God, I have my father’s eyes

But my sister’s when I cry

I can run, but I can’t hide

From my family line

-“Family Line” by Conan Gray

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