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mom

i need you

can't you see?

aren't mothers supposed to

warn you about

green eyes and brown haired

broken boys?

boys that care much more than you deserve

like august perhaps

or at least

dark haired men

with eyes the color of bitter coffee beans

and far too many addictions

the men that etch themselves into your memory

like ross marley

register number twenty

mom, bonnie, mother

whichever you please

just show me you care

at least a little bit

you have to don't you?

i am your daughter after all

~

yep! double update, so what do you think so far?

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