You, the name that's bounced off every wall
that I close in on.
Who's smile I've watched closer than anything.
I watched it change and I
took the words you said
and wrapped them around me.
But I wanted to believe that everyone was once a child
and everybody loves their mothers
enough not to hurt anyone.
I'll come back in the summer
with my hair cut short
when all the lies you may not have told
may have come true anyway.
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