Masked
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Dernière publication dim., août 7, 2022
Always being compared to others is not how Jacqueline Lottimore wants to be seen. Ever since she came into her parents lives she's been thrust into their lifestyle of being groomed. She didn't wish for that. All she wished for is to be loved.
When she recorded her own song she didn't know it would be a hit. Now that she's starting in the music industry she rose up to fame. Her life isn't what it used to be anymore. She still gets a lot of blows from haters, but that's what makes her stronger.
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"It would've been better if we didn't get her at all! She would already have a loving family! One thing that we never gave her was love! We're both selfish Jacob! That's all we'll ever be!"
Her mothers words cut through her deeply as tears threatened through her eyes. It was a time like this that made her want to scream in her pillow and never come out of her room again. She slowly felt the tears well up and fell on the paper as if it was rain. Again she used her emotions for what felt like the last song. The music sprawled all over the paper. Words turned into poetry, which into lyrics.
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