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Mother,
Today I was ashamed to cry,
I was ashamed to live through your eyes,
I was afraid to feel pain and even die.
I was far away from you,
But, wasn’t that okay?
I had my space,
And It already feels too late.
Mother,
If I could,
I would,
I would erase your tears and pain.
Father,
Today I was lost and confused,
I felt heartless, stomped to the ground,
Even worst, I felt used.
I let my own life pass over me,
And I just watched It go by,
Now I regret my life,
But, I will not run and hide….
Or worse, Cry..
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