Love/Hate Poem

Dear Step Mother.

 

We have shared many painful times.

Mainly when you backhanded me,

And brought that hellspawn you call your son,

Into this world.

Even though I am the one to get in trouble from your hellspawn,

I still put up with you.

I mainly put up with you because of my father.

Because I like to see him,

I’m willing to put up with you.

I might be battered and broken,

But I put up with it.

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