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Dec 2009
My mother is psychotic
Its really quiet ironic
The life I had was hell cause of her
Now im free like a bird
One day I will be heard
And I’ll spread the word
I will let everyone know
What over time can grow
Life can be a mellow flow
Everyone will hear my side
All cause I never lost my pride
With you I’ll always ride
Until I die
Ill try not to cry
When we walk from it all
I promise I wont fall
Well get a call
We’ll be 10 feet tall
To them not so small
Written by
Ashli McKee
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