past life

October 19, 2009
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At times I find it difficult to talk about my past life My parents weren’t even husband and wife I was adopted when I was 18 months old My memories only begin to unfold I was adopted again Now may I being? I don’t know my mother And I no longer have a father I was adopted by my dad’s brother And his lover I wanted to have someone to love me & I always wanted to be free But that wouldn’t happen until eternity I loved them dearly and I always will I couldn’t move and I had to stay still In a freaking corner for more than 12 hours Then I wasn’t allowed to bring my dad flowers’ couldn’t breathe; all I knew what that I was dying I got called freaking worthless and weak for crying I miss and love them terribly and I don’t know why When I start to think of them I begin to cry They were abusive and I love them still All I know is that I always will.

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