I sit with heart breaking,
Why is my son forsaking?
I look back at my past tomorrows,
Thinking, the next day, no sorrows.
I did my best, with what was given,
With my childhood abuse-unforgiven.
Motherly instinct were lacking in me,
Having no example, what a Mother should be.
With fear and shame, no loving arms,
My idea of parenting, only caused harm.
I've...
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