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Dec 2018
I'm sorry, Mom,
for all those unnecessary things I said.
I'm sorry, Mom,
that I made you cry until your eyes were red.
I'm sorry, Mom,
I hurt you with my words.
Because right now,
inside me things really hurt.
Being a teenager really isn't easy. I often say things that I don't really mean and hurt other with my words.
Masha Yurkevich
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Masha Yurkevich  17/F/Playing the piano...
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