𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡

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Dear, bog.
I'm so fucking sorry I failed you.
What a shit person I am.
I'm meant to look out for all of you.
"Daddy af" as we used to joke.
Used.
That word makes my stomach twist.
Knowing that joke won't be used with you anymore.

Simon ran into my room covered in your blood, crying.
He shouted,
"It's Harry, Josh. He's committed suicide!"
I shook my head.
Why would you want to go?

Yet it hit me in the face.
I saw them.
Your scars.
And though nothing of it.
Would you still be here if I noticed?

-Josh Bradley

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