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Following in your footsteps mom

Mom I love you.
You know I do,
but theres some things I need to get out.
When I saw you smokeing meth,
I lost all respect for you.
You would get high and hit me,
but I forgave you for the things you did.
The past is the past,
but when you tell me now.
Abby I know you seen things,
I didnt want you too see.
Oh like what mom?
Your boyfreind rapeing an beating me?
You know what mom love is a funny thing.
You seem to want too destroy the one,
You say you love the most.
how does that work?
You tell me this shit will kill me.
Yeah it will,
but it will finally get me out of this iternal hell.
Its around all the time.
I can get it every day.
Now im following in your footsteps.
Smokeing every godamn day.
I just cant put it down.
I hate you.
You dumb bitch,
If you wouldve been a parent.
I wouldnt have turned out like this,
so thanks for sighning my death wish.
Atleast will go to hell together.
I geuss we will be even then,
when the devil is dancing around us.
so we draw up our fists and fight.
I dont want too go to hell,
but it dont matter now.
Ill see you down there,
we wil see who wins in the end.
Written by abby-curry (bleeding heart)
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