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Apr 2014
I watch her as she cries
and as she sinks to the floor
she sobs herself to sleep
reminds me, shes so much like me

of course she is,
she is my mother
But mother's love,
and care
and don't abuse their daughters

i wonder why she does
why she does just that
because she knows i hate the pain
inflicted on my calve

We are so much alike
i just noticed that
both childhoods ruined by eachother

when she was seventeen
she had me

now Im 13
pain crashing through my body
Sayedda F G
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