Dear Mom,
I know what you've done is for us.
I know what you've said is painfully meant.
I know why you've reacted that way.
I know why you've never meant it to be.
I know how you've been putting up with us
I know how you've endured and perservered
I know when you've broken down
I know when you've rejoiced
I know where you've ached terribly
I know where you've been secretly stabbed by us
I know where, when, what, why, how, but tell me
Who was is ? Who is it ?
that have made you this disapointed.
I know i did.
I'm sorry. for everything.
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