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Victory Here we are Mom, This is the finish line- Where my mind goes blank, Where your dead body lays on the floor, Between my hands your face is fading. Finally I've stopped you with my own hands- Those endless screams and tears. Here we are Mom, Where you've ran out of things to blame me about, Threatening me, beating me up- Until there is nothing left of me- Not even pride, Or even feelings - I can't feel no more, You've taken away my humanity, my sanity. Here we are again Mom, This is the finish line I can see the end, Where your will drown into your own loneliness, No one to cry at your funerals, Or lay flowers on your grave- Because I am done with this pain, This interminable miserable cycle - This is your victory Mom, I'm leaving'
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
Victory
Victory Here we are Mom, This is the finish line- Where my mind goes blank, Where your dead body lays on the floor, Between my hands your face is fading. Finally I've stopped you with my own hands- Those endless screams and tears. Here we are Mom, Where you've ran out of things to blame me about, Threatening me, beating me up- Until there is nothing left of me- Not even pride, Or even feelings - I can't feel no more, You've taken away my humanity, my sanity. Here we are again Mom, This is the finish line I can see the end, Where your will drown into your own loneliness, No one to cry at your funerals, Or lay flowers on your grave- Because I am done with this pain, This interminable miserable cycle - This is your victory Mom, I'm leaving'
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
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