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Mother screams at me!Well what do you expect,
You deny the fact.
That I was raped,
When I was a child.
They took my innocence mother!
Can't you see?!
I don't know what love is.
So I birthed a little boy,
And when I look into his eyes,
I see his love is real.
He doesn't judge me
Or deny me
He loves me
For who I am
And I can't help but feel
Some happiness in me
Because I may be in the dark
But I can see him there
Ready to lead me into the light.
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