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Everyone else, Has theses “normal” kids, They think they are special, When mine really is, You can’t compare or empathize, For what I produced From between my thighs, Has haunted me since his diagnosis, Believing I can help him, But I’m foolish, Every parent is going to need help, I need to admit that, I’m better than no one else.
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Aug 27, 2020
Aug 27, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC
Shortcomings
Everyone else, Has theses “normal” kids, They think they are special, When mine really is, You can’t compare or empathize, For what I produced From between my thighs, Has haunted me since his diagnosis, Believing I can help him, But I’m foolish, Every parent is going to need help, I need to admit that, I’m better than no one else.
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28/F/Baltimore
Aug 27, 2020
Aug 27, 2020 at 7:42 PM UTC
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