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A Mother's Intuition

*You're a trifling piece of **** excuse for a woman……

 

Mommy Dearest

 

Don't play the role now, where were you when you were needed, when you left me around whoever and I wanted to go with you, when I begged and pleaded.

 

Mommy Dearest

 

You turned your head when you knew....I was in the other room, being molested. And of course it's nothing new, that you played dumb and never confessed it

 

Mommy Dearest

 

A high was more important, assisted with your cruel insensitive nature. Shady willow tree in the summer, cold as the arctic glaciers.

 

Mommy Dearest

 

As far as I'm concerned we know I raised myself. So think of me as dead and expect nothing on the 12th……

 

.....Mommy Dearest*

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Apr 30, 2013
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