Her love as a mother
Her pain as a daughter
Her mishap; once a wife

Blessed by two not the same
Once chastised by a mother who’s insane
Tak’en a hand of a man who was lame

Acceptance was to have been her motto
Nothing but strife did it bring into her life
No longer door matt’ishly nice

Any to stab her in the back; to be precise,
They should really think twice
She will no longer take it & be your sacrifice

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