Tales of a DaughterA Poem by AmandaSomething I wrote to get over some writer's block
You've hurt me, it's true,
And I can't forgive you, The price is too great, There is too much hate, But to help understand, I'll tell you your hand. You've broken a lot, leaving my blood to spot, Your words sting, Your lies even more, I can forgive all of that, Even calling me fat! You left me in the dust, Just a broken bust, Loving him more than me, And draining me out like afternoon tea! So when you say you love me, I doubt it, can't you see? I don't say it back, You've left too many a crack, So stay with your lover, Really, do I need you, Mother? © 2012 AmandaAuthor's Note
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