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Please... just stop
I'm sorry for making you mad mom, but please don't knock me down, Im just trying to understand what you go through.
Aren't the abrasions on my physical being and emotions enough for you.
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to do the things I was meant to do.
Please don't blacken my appearance to make yourself happier.
I just want you to absorb me in your arms because thats what I'm here for.
Also, never lay a hand on my sister again, she did nothing to you at all.
I'd rather stand in her place, at least I can get up no matter how many times I fall.
Sooner or later you must realize your hand wont hurt me, the belt wont hurt me, nothing will hurt me.
The only thing that hurts me is the fact that you treat us like dirt, you see
You had to realize that you would need us later on in life
but now that she has a husband, and I got a wife
we dont need you or your strife
I dont want to go through it, so it looks like your path on life is on a skid
But, I must thank you for teaching me how not to treat my kids.
thanks for reading.
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