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Everything you told me was a lie
All those promises you never kept
And all those times you told me you loved me
You didn't mean it, you showed me you didn't
You suffered me through mental tortures
Made me cry alone, by myself
Made me wish I had never been born
You made me the person I am today
The fucked-up girl writing this poem
The one who constantly wishes she were dead
Thank you mother