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Bickering as early as my eyes opened
Teaching everything you have known
Even if it is right or wrong
Asking me what am I doing

Sick in bed
Cooks food and bring in my bed
Tortured by poverty
You became thrifty

No clothes to wear
You gave your savings for me to wear
I prayed for dolls
You bought me dolls

I miss our bickerings
I miss your teachings
I miss your cooking
I miss you, caring

I liked it but certain parts wear unclear but still a great poem

Jailynlewis wrote: ↑23 Jun 2020, 11:17 I liked it but certain parts wear unclear but still a great poem

Thanks for appreciating.

I like it! Very unconventional, but I like it like that. Btw, your profile picture is adorable!