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I wonder if my father ever got my mother flowers,
if I'd seen a different kind of love
would I expect something different
expect more from people
feel like I deserved more
and not sell myself short
for any scraps I could get
hoping they'll finally fill me up
Written by
Melanie  F/NYC
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