If I knew then what I do know
If I could make it back somehow
Please trust I would.
To take back the scars o my body and tears from my eyes.
I only wish I could.
To take back the words you said,
The ones that hastened my longing to be dead.
I wish you knew ow to love,
This is for you mom, your words ForEveR in MY HEAD.
Because of you, I'm, I am better off dead.
But thank you anyway for making me weak.
Through all the toil and torment, I'm on my feet.
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Author:
Noel (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 1st, 2017 03:15
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Comments1
This is so moving that i don't know how to respond. I feel i want to offer something of me. I'm shocked, disturbed, yes very moved by this. To reach out to you...
Thank you very much
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