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"hateing" poems
Im your first born, Why wont you protect me mommy? I did nothing to him, But you just stand there and watch. Dont you love me? Protects his son, But hurts your first born? Thats ****** up mommy. Deep down, behind all this **** Im still the little girl you know. Your supost to protect me. But you aint mommy. You ***** Im hurtin, But you cant even tell. Your a ***** mommy! I hate you mommy! I hate hateing you mommy! It makes me hurt inside.
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Nov 14, 2011
Nov 14, 2011 at 10:05 PM UTC
Mommy
I weave through the crowd realizing how tiny I am faces blurring together my smile jaded watching people unwind and ditch their clothes One of many Key West festivals I can feel his eyes hateing everyone looking at me his hand firmly wrapped around mine hes not used to this kind of thing and like a pit bull he looks out for me We watched as outsiders and it felt so good to be with someone I love I cant help but see duval as a sea of lost souls A place where paradise took too many drugs
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Oct 28, 2012
Oct 28, 2012 at 5:50 PM UTC
Fantasy Fest 2012
The day is done. The words don't come. Lost in the masses of confusion... I try to find what I need. Looking for ideas and finding none. Magor lose, no where to go. Walking in circles, trying to find a straight line. My head it aches, pounding and pounding. Trading one sorted sanity for another. Hateing the reality of it all. Going to bed, sleep on it today. It will come together later. When I am rested and calm. I hope.... AC/02/26/10
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Feb 26, 2010
Feb 26, 2010 at 5:51 AM UTC
I hope...
The most heartbreaking thing is when the person you love is mad at you....
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Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
Hateing myself
It was never about you hateing the way I dress But you trying to dress me Or you hating it when I sang But the way you made me stop Or you complaining about my red lipstick But the fact you wouldnt kiss me Or you sleeping in anothers arms But that you blamed it on me And now I realize it was never about me Not even a little.
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Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC
Youre slowly becoming less rosey