When she was a little girl
Her mother would tell her that she was smart,
That she was beautiful,
And that she loved her.


When she was a little older
Her mother would tell her that she was stupid,
That she was ugly,
And that noone would ever love her.

Now that she is all grown up
She tells her little girl that she is smart,
That she is beautiful,
And that she loves her.....


...And prays she will never be her mother.

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