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by alexsandra Jul 17, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
You bursed my arm you bursed my heart as i write this just the thought about it tears drip down this face you called it a mothers love as you beat me every time i do wrong well disciplining a child with beats won't make it better you beat me tonight i cryed as i screw out the blade out this sharpener and use it to cut myself thats how bad ''mother'' you make me feel!!