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Aimed at me, when it’s really misplaced and
Should be directed inward for introspection
Don’t reject the possibility of your own negative effect.
For your angst and desire to cut,
Past all you insecurities,
I can see you are hurting. Certainly!
How could you not, with all the apparent physicality
It is your spirit that is sacrificed, in actuality,
When your decision to stay becomes their reality.
At least do it for your children!
Your complaisant view of separation and departure,
deteriorates beyond the sanctity of mother.