Mother Dearest,
I'm so sorry
This is not what you wanted
It's hard and unfair
You're a good person
You don't deserve this
I love you and I'm sorry
But please stop thinking of yourself
You're not the only one
What would he want?
Not this
He wouldn't want this
He would hate it
You know it, I know it
Life is cruel
We can't change that
God is not real
God is used as an excuse for all the problems in the world
God won't fix this,
He can't
Even if he could, he wouldn't
God is evil and cruel
God is not a savior
His son didn't save us,
He damned us
But what do I know?
I'm too young to make my own choices
Isn't that what you always told me?
You can pray to God and love him
That's fine, that's your choice
I will never kneel to murderer
He took everything
He took my soul,
My heart,
My reason for living
I can't forgive that
Love,
Your broken child
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