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drabble,
a mother’s love full of true happiness and protection a shield in a burning world the comfort of nurturing arms you gave me the opposite truthfully, not even that what you gave me is anguish what you left me was horror a sad, tortured young girl left all alone or, stuck wishing she’d been all alone heartbreak you were the first the crack that started the web helplessly trapped in cold chains but not anymore, never again needing you faded finding you disappointed losing you yet again didn’t phase i thought i’d be your biggest failure being a mother was |
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