My mother was Adolph Hitler
My mother said I wouldn't amount to anythingbecause she didn't love me. I was a burden to
be with. She tried to depose of me but I came
back. She hurt me time after time, over and
over without letting go. It's easy to say no.
Why was there so much hurt to giving someone
the chance to live, a chance to grow.
This Poems Story
abused,rejected, self dependant. d.h
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