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Dec 2014
thirsty for authority, i've never seen
evil like that in the eyes of a mother
taken by some force or demon
power doesn't build us
but that's what it taught her
an addiction to loathing the loving
craving something to create fuel for pain
losing grip on the concept of right
a stranger within the one who raised me
i saw it slip away
and dear ******* god i'm terrified

-newportsmoothe h.g. December 27, 2014 12:15am
hope garthwait
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hope garthwait  tulsa
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