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Mother Dearest
Pinned down to the paper doll you created for me to be
Pieces of myself sliced away to better fit the mold
Never allowed to grow away from your expectations
Why have I never been deserving of your love?
I will never understand how someone can find such joy in ripping apart another
Why do you laugh when you hear my screams?
Why do you smile when you see my tears?
...Friday 10th November 2023 4:51 pm
2023
Now we have finished 2022,
What did it mean for me and you?
Had it been for you a lovely year?
Or was it full of dread and fear?
In 2023 do you feel you'll cope?
And shall it contain joy and hope?
Will it contain great determination?
Will it bring unhappiness or elation?
Is it a year for special missions?
And one to plan new ambitions?
Shall it be a year full of belief?
And from you...
Saturday 31st December 2022 5:20 pm
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