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Never Too Late To Say I Love You Until
Never Too Late To Say "I Love You" Until... Futile lamentations reverberate along corridors of times long gone, this papa tearfully apologetic revisiting his base, fitfully lachrymose torturing unrelenting voluminous wrongs against thee dearest precious daughter aware poetic/ prosaic ministrations cannot substitute bonafide nor ameliorate cumulative forsaken joys requisite to bolster compromised delicate innocence exhibited upon begetting deux darling (wool worth more than fine spun gold) healthily nurturing priceless progeny two quickly grown to young womanhood priceless offspring, whose treasured quasi nubile kindled joie de vivre far surpassed petrified plaguing yours truly (particularly during pre/ post pubescent phase), outlook grim to take life by the horns, nee apathetic pestiferous psychological, frankly zapped wracked, plagued aversion to live steering any natural borne autonomy, (within meek minecrafted muffled mortgaged self) bereft existence, (albeit manifesting during latter sainted days of boyhood), a death grip vis a vis anorexia nervosa (robbing, stunting, and halting critical puberty) against attaining my maximum potential, nee then and every sub seek went till present day truncating, stifling raining aftermath of torturous, noxious, jinxed insufferably hellacious, (hence reiteration to cease livingsocial, rather antisocial) under_ scored, ordained, narrated by whirled series of unfortunate events, (without courtesy of Lemony Snicket), which passivity degraded, exacerbated, fouled... gradual punctuation to adulthood overridden when me as man-child never tested survival, but found this scrivener beating hasty retreat defeated by emotional illness demarcating the Waterloo which I fitfully fought when mandatory ultimatums, measures, dictates...forced eviction within cocooned hideaway (such as bedroom at 324 Level Road), which parallel repeated when decamped at 1148 Greentree Lane, the latter poisoned your welfare, with dire declaration of toxic dependence (Zison's harshness) fed deprivation, and desperation, while ye bore brunt of emotional, financial, mental...fallout indelibly etched within impressionable Tabula Rasa, now the anguished suffering ye unfairly experienced. AU REVOIR!
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