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Addicted to a mother who,
in her eyes never loved her,
created mental disintegration to a psyche so fragile
12 years 9 months ago
Kept a permanent division between her thighsand in the eyes of boys her body was a playground.
12 years 9 months ago
By Bea
New morning trying to get to that point
that point worth getting to where the words flow like heavy
12 years 10 months ago
By Bea
As far as lyrical growth is apparent, he’ll be good.
He’s been missed like periods in planned parenthood
12 years 10 months ago
