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Dear You

Samantha Diabo


Dear You

You left me broken.

As I look back on our years together,

You were my shoulder to cry on.

My blanket of comfort and warmth.

You led me to believe that I could trust you.

You made me want to be just like you.

Now nothing feels the same.

I wish I didn’t still miss your smell.

I wish I didn’t still see your face everywhere.

I wish I knew then that you were going to hurt me.

But now I know better,

So I pray to god that I will never have to vanish.

Vanish from my kids,

Like you did to me.

Dear mom, I don’t want to be like you anymore


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