Deanna

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Deanna is my mom who i havent seen in almost 11 years. This is how i feel towards her. i really dont like her...

Submitted: November 06, 2011

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When i look into the mirror

i see her face

stairing back at me

with evil eyes

filled to the brim

with so many emotions.

 

I close my eyes

and open them

to see if its

just my mind

playing tricks on me,

but she is still there

giving me an evil stair.

 

No matter what i do

or where i go

i always see her

within me.

 

I feel her pulsing

through my veins

telling me to do

horrible things.

 

I am her.

she is me.

we are the same soul

split into two pieces.

Her thoughts are mine

my heart is hers.

no matter if i like it or not

we are one.


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