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My innocent heart defiled,I-I was but a child.
Not knowing the dangers you hid behind your bedroom door.
Not realizing that they were needle tracks you wore.
Were you happier to play with Lucy and Molly?
I’m sorry I wasn’t enough for you Mommy.
They called it child neglect.
Said you were “inept”.
I was taken away.
I lost you that day.
Or you lost me?
Pehaps once I was gone you felt free.
Free from parental obligations.
Able to follow your own damnations.
I was nothing more than complications.
My innocent heart defiled,I-I was but a child.
About the Creator
Barbara White
Aspiring poet, hoping to be relatable and share the world.


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