I called out for you, in the night,
so many times, I called.
You weren’t there, you never were,
you never wept for me, you never.
You held that child, cradled in your arms,
it not mine, not mine.
You whispered love, none for me,
your love for me lies, whispered lies.
I would beat you from my breast, if I could,
your abuse filled my heart, beaten heart.
You denied me, everything wanted,
you a thief of stolen moments, denying thief.
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