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you're always picking on me bulling my feelings and making my sorrow more painful sometimes i wonder if the three words you always used to whisper in my ears ever mattered because your hurtful words at times seemed to over shadow those wonderful words. but than its ok, because you're my mother i'll always forgive you and let the love i have for you overcloud my judgement
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Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC
to my bully mother
you're always picking on me bulling my feelings and making my sorrow more painful sometimes i wonder if the three words you always used to whisper in my ears ever mattered because your hurtful words at times seemed to over shadow those wonderful words. but than its ok, because you're my mother i'll always forgive you and let the love i have for you overcloud my judgement
as the second born in the family i've always n i'll always feel lyk my mom favours my brother more than she does to me n that hurts as it makes me feel unloved
marcia
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Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 3:30 PM UTC
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