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<3 I lay there Tired, Drained aloof and gone I have not been touched In so damn long You stroke my head As we lay close In your bed Not from a man Nor my dad kind gestures of my mother Who seldom shows her affection but this loving touch I needed her sweetest blessing <3
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Written by
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Apr 25, 2014
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A mother's love is PRICEL$$

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#love#mother#numb#touch#daughter#tender#single
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