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Sep 2017
if it weren't for my mother
me my brother my father
would probably be lost
or broken or dead
if it weren't for my mother's
unconditional, persistent love
i would be dead
i have been spoiled with love
my mother has dedicated her life
made it her mission
to make us feel sane
and for that she is a saint
i'm sorry we're all so ****** up
i'm sorry we don't know how to express
our love
without you
it would all fall apart
you know that and we know that
you have taught me to give all my love to others
110% of what i have
to make up for what they might not

but i am a broken
unlike you
that 110% is all i got
and once it's given
i'm left hallow
carved dry
starved
left to die
Written by
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   Viany
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