A murder.Crows feasting on a dead rabbits carcass reminds me of
how much my mom enjoys picking on me.
Does she see me as a carcass to feast on?
and not a daughter who just needs a hug.
Why does she percieve me as helpless when
I'm just missing the love from a mom.
-C
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A lost kid
Poesíapoems through the eyes of a child who never knew love from a parent.
Carcass
A murder.Crows feasting on a dead rabbits carcass reminds me of
how much my mom enjoys picking on me.
Does she see me as a carcass to feast on?
and not a daughter who just needs a hug.
Why does she percieve me as helpless when
I'm just missing the love from a mom.
-C