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Just a poem about not being good enough for my mother. Reviews and constructive critisism are welcomed.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Family/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 67 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 04-11-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2795744
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You are blinded,
You never see,
What is in front of you.
Always not enough for,
Your solid gold pedestal.
If only you knew how much,
I care, I cry,
In the night.
I want you to love me,
Like a mother should,
You don't have the capacity.
Invisible, I am.
Never there...
I beg you, to please,
Oh, please,
I wish you would,
See me
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