I don’t like memories of you…although they live with meI love that you were a part of me…but dislike your moments of suffering…my moments of breaking…our moments of crying…our moments of parting III see kids your age and imagine you grown… into the handsome teen I envisioned …when I gave you lifeYou were handsome…no, you […]
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You won You won the draft you forced us to play Putting your novice mother under your orders “Tell me what is in your heart” I am sorry – “For going hungry to buy my drugs?” I am sorry – “For roaming so much to look for my cure?” I am – “You’re sorry for […]
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