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Mother
Contributed by
swedishheatherblue
on
Wednesday, 26th December 2007 @ 03:52:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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She loves me,
She loves me not,
Most times I never know,
Then she opens her mouth,
And a little voice inside my head says ' I told you so'.
Her love is like a light switch,
She just flips off or on,
When its on her love will blind you,
I think I shouldn't have shown her that other poem...
when I felt I too belong.
She can tear you down in a second,
Leave you feeling like the smallest piece of crap,
Sometimes I think she loves you,
Just to catch you in a trap.
Its Christmas Eve morning,
And she looks at me with angry eyes,
I wonder if it is simply my presence, or my birth,
For which I should apoligize.
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2007-12-26 15:52:09] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mother
(User Rating: 1 ) by ki on
Thursday, 10th January 2008 @ 12:29:32 AM AEST (User
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this is good,kinda sad! |
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