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Letter To My Birth Mother

Ain't a poet Never claimed to be ODed over 29 times Please don't look at me Left for dead Or at least for sure With an on paper family This, i assure. But placing a baby In a sexual bath Claws away my face My daddy and me. Don't ever touch Me now I can't understand Why you dropped me mother In this no whisper land

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