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Sep 2014
What on Earth could I have done to you,
to deserve the way that you treat me like you do...
It must have been something extremely bad and or wrong,
for you to still blame me after it's been so long...
I'm tired of playing your sick twisted game,
It's time to step out of your darkness and out of MY SHAME...
THE TIME HAS COME for me to set you free and let you go,
But before I do there's something I want you to know...
I'm not to blame for what happened to me as a little girl,
what happened to me would make anyone want to hurl...
I'm not to blame for what happened to me when i was just a little kid,
I did nothing WRONG, it was you my mother who DID...
It's a mother's duty to protect their children from men like that,
even if it means having to use a baseball bat...
You did nothing, that's just as bad as touching me too,
For that it won't be me, It'll be God who judges you...
All that's left is time for one final tear to fall from my eyes,
and stop listening to your lame *** excuses and lies...
I now say my final words i have to say to you,
I FORGIVE you, may God someday forgive you too....
dated May 2006 found in my junk September 20014
Amanda
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Amanda  Plummer, Idaho
(Plummer, Idaho)   
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