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Jul 2020
why is it that after years
of being emotionally and
physically abused
by the woman
I was supposed to call my mother
that I still feel so broken
now that you're gone forever?
how? why?
is there something wrong with me?
to still love and miss you?
after all the ******* hell
you've put me thru...
I still miss you...
and for the life of me...
I have no ******* idea why...
whats wrong with me?
Written by
Kade  18/Gender Fluid/Still a headcase
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