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Sep 2020
hey i’m sorry for dropping that bomb
im trying not to overthink your one word responses
“ditto”
so take a **** in your coffin cause we’ve think we lost it
i never wanted to be a mother before i met you
let me be your mommy
i hate the way i want you
i mean i hate the way you want me
you latch with love like no other baby boy
i don’t want to nurture
i should have kept composure
i probably shouldn’t have lead you on
now you’re probably thrown off
she don’t seem so strong now huh?
she’s just a phase.
he got a new baby, he got a new mommy
i’m lost, but i can’t call for my mommy
i think i feel sick
just digging dirt out of my mind
piles of “i want to see you so bad”
and “lol i’m so lazy”
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