....Mother
I hate that i can't express how i feel...
I hate my mother for making me do this...
You dont understand...Nor do i...
For the reason she is this way...
But on a day i will be set free from her raign and i will be yours.
I sit and wait...
And soon it will come...
I love you..
~*~
by
AngelIndeedposted on 04/25/2008
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