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Dear Mom, Sweet, gentle woman. So gentle at breaking Anything that reaches your ear. So gentle, You smile at me While ripping my flesh off And stripping me bare Of my skin. So sweet, You took my dreams And slammed them dead Against the door Of this wicked house. Such a figure Motherly, mature, Cunning. I can never compete with.
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 9:17 AM UTC
Dear Mom
Dear Mom, Sweet, gentle woman. So gentle at breaking Anything that reaches your ear. So gentle, You smile at me While ripping my flesh off And stripping me bare Of my skin. So sweet, You took my dreams And slammed them dead Against the door Of this wicked house. Such a figure Motherly, mature, Cunning. I can never compete with.
A title does not make a mother.
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 9:17 AM UTC
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