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Dear Mom and Dad


Please forgive me, I know I'm nothing to be proud of One awful monster created out of an act of love The irony is often too much to take I am sorry for being the worst mistake I look at everyone else and never know who to blame But every time I think about it, It's always the same I leave a wave of destruction behind me Hurting everyone I know, I'm lost at sea Will I ever get this right? I don't think I will. Not until this miserable beast within me has its fill It feeds off agony and my pain I don't mean it. I have nothing to gain By causing so much damage to everyone I see I should be locked away and throw away the key Where I cannot hurt anyone and cannot infest the planet I know how repulsive I am, I can't stand it! I was an awful daughter and continue to be an awful friend Taking advantage of everyone, I cannot seem to break this trend I constantly search for a way to mend The damage I have done to each relationship, I rend Help me reach my ultimate end.
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