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Oh mother..why can't you see? I am not the little girl I used to be
My arms are scarred and my feelings are jarred
Oh mother, didn't you hear? Your sweet little daughter gets drunk off of beer
Oh mother, don't you see? The darkness has taken over me
It's in my veins, disintegrated my brain.
There's no escaping the pain inside, sometimes I feel I'm not even alive.
Oh mother, you created a monster, an abortion is what you should have told the doctor.
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Author:
Shalskai (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 16th, 2017 00:42
- Comment from author about the poem: If things continue I'm going to pull a Hannah Baker /: but enjoy my poem
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Comments2
Surely you can't 'blame' your mother (and father) for giving you life? Some black cloud over you will lift somehow, sometime - surely.
don't put yourself down you can be whoever and whatever you want all you need do is put your mind to it
don't pull Hannah baker that would be hard on you and the people who love you
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