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Jul 18
I tell you about my feelings
Give you a glimpse of what I hold inside
Start trying to trust you

But you are a messenger once more
Give up my trust
because you have been trained in turning everything over
Telling her everything about everyone
Just because she doesn't want to talk to me...

So yeah
I'm gonna be quite
I'm not gonna wanna be here
And the little bit of trust I am trying to give you
keeps burning up to ashes
and leaves me with nothing but another knife in my back
When the daughter tries to break generational trauma from Grandmother and Mother
Writing of the Unknown
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