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I found myself exploring the darkest corners the other day I had to answer these questions, how do I feel, what do you call this emotion and why do I feel this way. The recesses answered me I am unowned, unclaimed I am not a responsibility of anyone, I am no longer her daughter, his daughter No one will ever say 'she's mine' again Or tell me of my first word, my baby memories But the question is, what the **** have I really lost, if anything at all?
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
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I found myself exploring the darkest corners the other day I had to answer these questions, how do I feel, what do you call this emotion and why do I feel this way. The recesses answered me I am unowned, unclaimed I am not a responsibility of anyone, I am no longer her daughter, his daughter No one will ever say 'she's mine' again Or tell me of my first word, my baby memories But the question is, what the **** have I really lost, if anything at all?
noelle-marie
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
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