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To you daddy
you tell me i'm like her
she is my mother
you ask if i want to live with her
i wouldn't be here if i did
you stick me in the middle
i'm sick of it
you only wanted me so you could say you got me
i know its true
you call me names
i can take it
now you go to Zach and Kaylene
you have to stop
i can take a puch
thoose two can't
take it out on me
leave them to grow up
poem
by
Marissa Ford
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