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Poetry
I'm trying to forgive my mom through a wattpad story, by writing as if I'm talking directly to her, letting out all the emotions that I can't express to her because she never listenes.
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I never wanted this life, I wanted a normal one not having to turn every second wondering if there was someone wanting to kill you. I never liked this life, I had just adapted to it. Survived, until it was time for me to meet my Maker. I was the emotionless doll you played with when you were younger. The doll that you could draw so much make up on her to make her look pretty or at least a little different, but her face expression would remain the same. I was the girl your mom would say no to us playing together. The girl that could hold a gun with only 2 bullets and still kill you while your moving. I am Allyssa West, the girl who was called dangerous because I would walk right through hell just to kill you. But don't tell anyone what I've told you because its just a secret. My secret.

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