Child abuse recovery

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Mother’s day approaches With worms and wasps and roaches, It crawls beneath your skin, leaving nasty residue. Like maggots haunting noses
Little boy loves mother dearly As she hugs him so securely, clawing hands tight on little body He starts sobbing and she’s grinning, so ungodly
Thrown out of my own home Out into the cold So young, yet so old   Wisdom doesn’t make you stronger Holding back tears doesn’t make things better All I wanted is to live peacefully together  
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