You reserved your anger at me,
treated me as your enemy.
Now you want my affection.
Now you're ready for my company.
That ship has sailed & sunk.
We're now in different realms.
I understand you're a victim too
that doesn't excuse you passing it on.
They say the mothers stand still
so we can see how far we've come.
I wish I've never existed so
you could burn all this shit down.
Frustrated insane mothers,
don't blame your insane daughters.
We're not here for your comfort.
The business is not finished.
Business.
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