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Fucked Up Childhood Memories by SubliminalFox, literature
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Fucked Up Childhood Memories
When I was naughty I'd get the belt
And every morning before school my mother would cover-up every welt
She didn't understand why I kept my emotions bound
Or why I always kept my eyes on the ground
But it was because she rarely showed any love
To where a hug was a blessing from above
She never asked why I couldn't sleep
Never knew my father was trying to creep
Didn't know I'd shiver when she'd call my name
And that I always expected a follow-up of some sort of pain
She didn't notice that I never smiled
Didn't realize she made me sorry I was only a child
She didn't comfort me when I cried
But was quick to bring out the belt every
