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My Mother's Mother.

You melted away my confidence with every word you spat.

Although my legs lay long, I feel immensely small.

How can someone who's only duty is to love, be so terribly cruel.

Your words spin around my disturbed mind.

Slowly breaking away into my peace, creating more mental madness for me to carry.

I am that baby you once held in your arms.

I am the hair you once washed.

I am the...

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