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Apr 2014
It’s not fair, what you ask of me.
I grew up for you.
Do me a favor and do the same.
I’m not your crutch.
I can’t be your mother and daughter too.
I used to try.
And I used to cry.
I give up struggling to be what you need.
Please just let me be
Me.
Sophie Foster
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