I was flowers in your springtime,thought you saved me from the weeds.But blooms die quite quickly when picked for selfish needs.You ripped out all my petals,your own hurt a weapon weilded.Desecrated my pure pasturesmy tears fell, left fields salted.I was flowers in your springtime,still unsure of my crime.
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10 Years: A Decade of Healing
TW: legal kidnapping CW: themes of child abuse, separation, divorce Happy 10yr anniversary to the day I came home to a house that looked like it had been ransacked and robbed. Happy 10yr anniversary to my immediate thought being "Oh, Mom left." Happy 10yr anniversary to being legally kidnapped from my dad using a falsified… Continue reading 10 Years: A Decade of Healing
The Chronic Typist 