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i am not myself
i am my mothers heartache
i am my fathers bleeding-heart
i am my parents disaster
i am my mothers protector
i am my fathers adversary
i watched my mother throw away the memories today, hers and ours. Cursing the only man she has ever loved, i have ever loved.
growing up my parents taught me how to love. now i am learning how to hate. learning to trust only myself...
Why do we continue to fool ourselves with fantastical stories of love that do not exist?
i am my mothers heartache
i am my fathers bleeding-heart
i am my parents disaster
i am my mothers protector
i am my fathers adversary
i watched my mother throw away the memories today, hers and ours. Cursing the only man she has ever loved, i have ever loved.
growing up my parents taught me how to love. now i am learning how to hate. learning to trust only myself...
Why do we continue to fool ourselves with fantastical stories of love that do not exist?