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mirage of a mother
Contributed by
ravenoktober
on
Friday, 21st October 2011 @ 08:57:19 AM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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A phantom affection, a thing of the past What you care for, made of glass Living a pathetic, poisoned, parody, Your love, a screaming melody
How could you ask for my trust, Your fading mask flaking rust? Do you even see me? Or is a paycheck all Ill ever be?
You battled for me, but really fought For your drug and the peace it brought I was less than nothing, just another stain Another blot in a world where you couldnt remain
For the longest time, Ive hated you For all things you put me through Given a chance, Id have chosen any other, Yet you still dared call yourself a mother
I was ignorant, foolish, only a child All I knew was tainted, defiled You disgusted me, the way you lived Now I understand; that doesnt mean I forgive
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2011-10-21 08:57:19] (Date/Time posted on
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