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Birddie Jane

I don't know what I'm writing

I don't know why I'm writing

I feel lost 

And yet I feel found

I know who I am now

I know what kind of mother,

I want to be

I know what kind of lover 

I am today

I don't know what kind of lover

I want to find

I love you 

I always have 

I always will

But you put me on the back burner

For addictions and games

What am I to you

Would you know if I left

Would it hurt you 

If I took her with me

Would you even look for us

Can you see us now

 

  • Author: Birddie (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: June 25th, 2024 11:42
  • Category: Letter
  • Views: 0
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