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denial kills

Contributed by pam on Friday, 30th August 2002 @ 12:41:19 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



mom my childish dreams are still the same
and I think you're the one to blame
your persecutions of my beliefs
have crucified my faith in you
and there is nothing left to revive
our relationship has died
and I can only thank you for
hating me, I am what I am
I am glad you cannot understand
I killed you with my own plan
but you made me what I am
mom the hurtful things you said are still there
they have not and they will not go anywhere
I explained many times my thoughts to you
you never listened and you denied the truth
and nothing will ever be the same
our relationship is dead
and I can only thank you for
hating me I am what I am
I have found a better life in hate
you will one day see what you drove me
to be just wait
It could have been different
if you would have just listened
instead you took it upon yourself
to tell me what was wrong
but you made me what I am
and you will soon regret it




Copyright © pam ... [ 2002-08-30 12:41:19]
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Re: denial kills (User Rating: 1 )
by Lia on Friday, 30th August 2002 @ 02:38:51 PM AEST
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It's sad..but I can relate to this. I grew pretty much without my real mother. And to this day she would rather hear about my sister then she ever would about me. I grew up knowing she never wanted me...to her I was a mistake. Thanks to the Good Lord above I was given another. Someone to call my mom and also a real good friend...




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