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letting down my guard
to reveal some nasty
little secrets

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Mother
 

I HATE YOU

You are an unhappy

jealous woman

And your life has not

turned out like you thought

So you try to make me feel

smaller than a flea.

Squeeze me

and try to squash me,

but my shell is hard

and I will jump

away from you

 

Away where I can remember

good things about you

when you held me as a child

and taught me that I

possessed the power

to defend myself

You made me feel I could do anything

and for that

I love you.

 

m-m

 

 
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