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A poem to my mother...
I hate promises because you always break them.
I hate the lies you spread about being sober.
I hate when you say you will change because it makes my heart break.
the stroke wasn't enough of a heartache?
why aren't we enough of a reason to get clean?
please don't look at me as if you don't know what I mean.
it doesn't matter how much we cry and scream.
because you will always carry on with your scheme.
it doesn't seem like a coincidence
the fact is you took our innocence.
we hope and pray that you will change.
but at the end of the day, we all know our feelings are backstage.
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