They say were too young to talk their talk, but is it our fault we want what they were not taught? They waited for marraige, but we were just teens, They thought that our talk was only in our dreams. They were taught to be loyal and protect, in our generation we were taught to abort and disect. We think were in love, or atleast thats what we see, Until were in the stirrups claiming our destiny. I watch my world fall apart, as my mother slips from my reach, and now i know that it is my fault, because i didn't listen to her preach. Melissa

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