Mother
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Nullified Hearts
I once shared a room next to you two In that quaint little house that shared my hopes and dreams It held a younger and delighted me I was so inexperienced but I believed true love existed I was free floating on a cloud painted by imaginary love and fulfillment…
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Blinking Game
I had stayed up late last night with my mother. She was drinking her bitter decoction, a hypocrite I am because my glass mirrors hers, but when she gets exceptionally plastered she goes on about telling versed memoirs. Last night it had been about her father. An acidic man with an absent mind and a…
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