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Deep breaths, Feeling it in my chest. Mothers days always been a test, My first mother left. My best mother needed rest, But choose the rest. I became a mother to the best, For him to be sung to rest. Now i need to pass today's test, Wanting to leave the nest, But my heart just needs to rest. Deep breaths, As i try hold it together. But i'm as delicate as a little white feather, With shaky hands and teary eyes. Deep breaths, Today's meant to open memories. I see other mum's with they're babies, Remembering what i used to be.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 7:31 AM UTC
Deep Breaths
Deep breaths, Feeling it in my chest. Mothers days always been a test, My first mother left. My best mother needed rest, But choose the rest. I became a mother to the best, For him to be sung to rest. Now i need to pass today's test, Wanting to leave the nest, But my heart just needs to rest. Deep breaths, As i try hold it together. But i'm as delicate as a little white feather, With shaky hands and teary eyes. Deep breaths, Today's meant to open memories. I see other mum's with they're babies, Remembering what i used to be.
feelings of mothers day it's been 4 year on the speed train, Now grief got the best of me. being young mothers day was 50/50 bad because of blood, but gave me a great mum. years passed she left , i took the blame. lost my son now there's no chance to regain, the spark of mothers day just causes me pain.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 7:31 AM UTC
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