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Mother
I need to share my anger, my rage at the world.
I didn't ask to be born, to a family unwanted,
Not the much wanted, first son or first daughter,
I was an innocent lamb, that was sent to the slaughter.
Not one ounce of regard, do I remember...
I didn't ask to be born, to a family unwanted,
Not the much wanted, first son or first daughter,
I was an innocent lamb, that was sent to the slaughter.
Not one ounce of regard, do I remember...
