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Mar 2015
Dear Mom,
It's been four years since we've spoken

And still, to this day, my heart feels broken.

There are so many things I wish I could say.

I wish I could make all your hate go away.

For once, I'd like to hear you love me.

That you're proud of the woman I'm trying to be.

Instead, you tell me that I am a waste.

I should be dead, I was a mistake.

There's only so much one girl can take

before she snaps and her heart breaks.



Dear Mom,

I'm sorry I wasted your days.

I'm sorry for all my horrible ways.

I'm sorry I was not good enough.

I'm sorry I never earned any love.

I'm sorry that I turned out so wrong.

But thanks for the torture, you madeΒ Β strong.
I would give the world a hundred times over if it meant she'd love me even a tiny bit. But my heart shall remain incomplete for the lack of a mother. There has always been a huge hole in my heart with her name on it.
Arlo Disarray
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