As a little child
you grow up surrounded by love
NOT in my lifetime
From the moment
I was a twinkle in her eye
I was a mistake
They never really wanted children
You could tell from their actions
but things happened
I was useful in blackmail
Useful for threatening
I was her playing card
She had tried to kill me
so many times
Sometimes I wish she had
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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