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The first & last try
Her words
Oh how they burn.
Her eyes
Oh how they lie.
Her gestures
Oh how they lead me astray.
For this is the woman who created me,
Only to defile & hate my life?
For this is the mother who nourished and cared for me,
only to denounce my life?
Her words,
Oh how they burn & destroy my purposes.
Her eyes,
Oh how they lie & fester with hatred.
Her gestures,
Oh how they lead me astray & yet towards my demise.
For this is the mother
Who created & destroyed who i am.
For this is the Woman
Who knows she had the power over who i am.
For this is the first & last time;
She'll ever have the chance to try and know who i was.
All because "We aren't && Never will be the same."
Oh how they burn.
Her eyes
Oh how they lie.
Her gestures
Oh how they lead me astray.
For this is the woman who created me,
Only to defile & hate my life?
For this is the mother who nourished and cared for me,
only to denounce my life?
Her words,
Oh how they burn & destroy my purposes.
Her eyes,
Oh how they lie & fester with hatred.
Her gestures,
Oh how they lead me astray & yet towards my demise.
For this is the mother
Who created & destroyed who i am.
For this is the Woman
Who knows she had the power over who i am.
For this is the first & last time;
She'll ever have the chance to try and know who i was.
All because "We aren't && Never will be the same."
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