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Memories that still hurt a child |
| "Momma, why are you leaving?" Prostitution and dope led her away from her children I guess she didn't want them to see the lies of life she was living She left all 5 of them in an abandoned building The smallest one, crying for her, the love he was needing Only 2 but a lot of questions in his mind were growing Her looks fading away and a smile no longer showing Scabs on her arms and one of her eyes was swollen "Mommy is that an ouch" he asked sobbing and choking She only looked back in his eyes and said "be good" Words that at that age were not understood Carried and passed off to a sister from the womb Not suspecting of the oncoming doom To this day he asks why did she go In nightmares and dreams he can see her face glow A lot of lies were left for him to believe in Because he couldn't have asked that day " Momma, why are you leaving?" |