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Jan 2015
I'm a thief of the worst kind;
a mother who's selfish, bitter and out of her mind.
I stole their childhood,
because of me it wasn't great,
it wasn't even good.
No one to bake their birthday cake
no one to play with or skate.
I didn't take them to the movies or the park
I was always ****** up, everything dark.
I stole and and they can never get it back.
They forgave me anyway
because they're awesome like that.
Some people lose their kids but I threw mine away
Too lost in my addiction to take them out to play.
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   Jason Cirkovic
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