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Un-Mother / Heartless
I hate it, I hate it. Everything that she does. I hate her, I hate her. There's nothing that she loves, But herself. ~ And I see Her different now. There are faults that Were never there. Never supposed to Be seen by me. Meant to be hidden, And just leave-be. ~ I hate it how she makes me mad I feel I've given in. I hate it how she thinks she's grand, Always thinks she'll win. I hate it how I fight her back. I kick her down, she still attacks. ~ I feel the evil When we fight. I wish you'd leave, Stay out tonight. I don't want to Be here any more. MY whole body Is achingly sore. When we yell It hurts my bones, Like you've thrown Some violent stones. When we scream My throat hurts, Like you've thrown Some cursing dirt. When we fight, It hurts my eyes. You need to stop These stupid lies. ~ ~Written in 2003 (Friday, 7th, March) when I was fourteen.
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