My Mother's Regret

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*~ My Mother ~*

August 5th, 2004

 

The words I comply
From words you imply
The hurt I feel
Whats your deal?

 

Run and hide
Dont own pride
Discust me
And never speak honestly

 

Know your boundries
Remember what you freed
You gave up right
With a pitiful fight

 

You lost it all
And I wont fall
One day you'll regret
And I wont forget

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is from my 4th Notebook

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