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bob-l0b-law · 1 year
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To the mother who will probably die protecting the eternal man-child son who abused her and her two daughters.
I will not ease your regret
I will not soothe your guilt
The memories haunt me
The wine has been spilt
I’m not sorry you feel like you weren’t enough
That sometimes your best was out of reach
It’s bold to beg for empathy
When no one had enough care for me
I was a victim
I was alone
No one loved me enough to send the monster out of my home.
You force me to grimace and touch him and pretend
You don’t know
Sometimes I dream of his life coming to an end
That day is the day that you’ll truly be free,
Free of the monster that terrorized both you and me.
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