Mom, by Rayzone_Detra
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You met a man
Thought he was the one
You got pregnant and
Hoped it was a son
He ran off
You fell apart
Abortion was your plan
On how to end this start
Nine months later
It's a girl
She sure is special
What a wirl
She grows up
Now she's 14
And she's tired
Of living in quaretine
You had two more
They're both boys
You love them so much
You even buy them new toys
You never did that for me
You ran off and left
Then I got found
And loved to death
Now all I want
Is to be alone
I don't want a
Place to call my home
But I'm 14
I'm supposed to be strong
But I'm commiting suicide
All because of you mom.... |
| Posted: 2007-04-24 21:32:20 UTC |
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| 2007-05-09 01:14:06 | User |
| Hmmmm..I sense that this is something you are really going through..? Well..I am not sure but if it is,I hope you will find yourself a new hope one way or another.. |
| 2007-05-09 17:51:29 | Teresa |
| my mom is a bitch 2 |
| 2007-05-10 22:36:08 | Rayzone_Detra |
| Thank you very much Expressive Child, yes this is based on my own faults and stumbles. |