Thursday, March 31, 2011

Amongst tears

What is a writer if they are not writing from their heart.
What is a lover if they don’t know how to share.
What am I if I continually hate my mother for hurting me
I am the one who is angry, hurt and closed off
And my writing is perfect, but it is a lie.

My mother 2 months pregnant with me

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