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Breakable

My life is a tragic story you read about that kind of thing that would made you sick to dream about but when you have a child it's one of those things you have to think about and never question them nor ever show dout Mother you should have known I'd never lie to you you should have seen then little girl inside of me but how crazy am I for even thinking you'd care it's my life be my hated affair I didnt have to problem to be the one to hate class to me is was another pass from the life of glass i knew one day I wouldn't be able to take it and it'd just shatter instead my head was filled with laugher, ringing in a painful screech no reason to give a hopeless speech of how right and wrong effected me or how his choices made me into me the angered, crazed and halmful daze of a child left behind I am a child to a mother who was meant to be born blind

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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