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I Was Rejected By My Mother
In every room and mirror, I see
The visage of my father mocking me
My mother's love, a scarce commodity
Reserved for Abel, and not for me
I am the outcast, the forgotten son
Less loved, less valued, less deserving one
My face a constant...
The visage of my father mocking me
My mother's love, a scarce commodity
Reserved for Abel, and not for me
I am the outcast, the forgotten son
Less loved, less valued, less deserving one
My face a constant...
