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Jun 2015
Why were your responsibilities
Tossed carelessly at me

Why are so many
Responsibilities
Thrown carelessly
Into the abyss

As if they don't matter
I was thrown

But my mother caught me

My cousin was thrown
And my mom and I caught him

In today's society

So many are tossed

And there isn't always someone to catch

I know after one unplanned child
That is not my child at all
I am tired

I am mother
And daughter
And not mother all at once

I am not allowed to dictate or correct

Just soothe

Just obey

I am the carelessly thrown
Attempting to salvage a fellow
Who like me
Was thrown so carelessly.
Fighter of Dreams
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Fighter of Dreams
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   Johnathan locke
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