Mother

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A 2 way mirror
It's what you are
Filling me with fear
Opening old scars...
Lying to me
And to others
If only you'd see
In the eyes of a mother
You watch me bleed
And then kick down
Uncaring of my need
Wanting the crown
But you can't take it
Not from my head
My hearts in bits
My emotions dead...
But I am strong
I am the queen
I do belong
I'm to be seen
I won't bow
Not to you
Coming back now?
Because my "rumors" are true
How petty you are
Lowest of them all
Healing my scars
As I watch you fall...

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