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At My Mothers Deathbed.

you once told me
I was less then dirt
I think i was 10
but you were just angry
and I was there.
you twice told me
It should have been me
and not my brother
I know what you meant
but you were just angry
and I was there.
so I tried to replace me
I didn't want to be there
with you/with me/in my head
so I enslaved myself
so you would love me too
like you loved your son
and as you lay dying
I am there
I lay next to you
on a cot
listening....
to you speak
out of your mind
into the darkness
I am there
listening...
to ...

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