Mom

by britt   Apr 23, 2007


Make me a promise:

Love me like
You love him
Hugs and kisses
So sweet

Hate him like
You hate me
Looks so deadly
Cold as ice

Hold me like
you hold him
Snuggled tight
With warmth

Hit him like
You hit me
Pain shooting
Through my body

Why cant you love me

This is to my mom

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