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Oct 2012
She calls me dumb,
Says I'm nothing but a worthless ****.

She pushes me around,
With words,
And hands.

All the love that she once poured into me,
Well she's taken it back.
Leaving me hallow inside.
Hating myself,
The world,
Her.
I guess I shouldn't be angry,
But then
I wouldn't be living up to my mother’s names
Written by
Kristina Muller
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