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May 2021
“The kids grew up, and they got big. The state of the house, they constantly dig. I work 40 hours; you are here all day, I do it all, not even bills you pay! If it’s a mess, get off your ***...clean the dirt, clean the ****. You are nearly an adult now, your own house is near, when I use YOUR bathroom, il leave a smear! I will turn on lights, and leave them on, and laugh when you shout at me “why did you do that Mom!!” I will laugh inside but miss those days, because deep inside I miss your ways. Now the lights are off, the mess is gone, the noise is silent, those days are gone. I miss those days, I miss you here, my love for you will never disappear.”
Written by
Anon
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