Once upon a time,
I had a dream you see,
A dream that my mom,
would one day love me,
You see she was an alcoholic
And beat me every day,
She didn't mean to,
I know this today,
It took a lot of therapy,
for me to let her go
for you see she died many years ago.
I know she really loved me,
but as a child i was torn,
never even had a child hood,
My chilld wiithin I told,
Today I am healed,
By the grace of God you see,
So once upon a time is now history.

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