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Aug 2015
For seven and
A half years
I was blind
In this house

If you believe
In Jesus Christ
Please enough
Of your lies

I once believed you
Your whole pack of lies
That you had told me
Right in front of me

I'm very angry
You've been lying
To me, constantly

This is my life
Don't tell me
How to live

A mother love
Or a mother lie
Mother knows best
Or a mother hate
All of this buzzing
Inside of my head

I have no time
To play your
Little game

Sorry darling
I'm wide awake
Time to stand up
For what I believe

I can't let you
Tell me lies
Or tell me
How can live
My own life
Not ever again
So I need you
To be done
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