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Aug 2014
HERE ARE THE EYES WATCHING ME GROW,
THE EYES  THAT ARE ABLE TO SEE INTO MY SOUL,
TOGATHER WE ARE CLIMBING MOUNTAINS AND MAKING IT
THROUGH THE PAIN ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT SOME DAY,
THE LIFE WOULD BE FOREVER CHANGED,
AS MOTHER HAVE GOTTEN WEAKER, I HAVE GOTTEN STRONGER
SHE ENABLED ME THAT I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF EVEN THOUGH I DIDNOT WANT TO TAKE CARE OF MYSELF BEACUSE SHE IS HERE , SHE HAD BEEN PROUD OF MY WIT,MY CONFIDENCE AND MY CHARM,
PEOPLE SAY I AM JUST LIKE HER AND I KNOW ALL ABOUT HER CHARMS,
THE EYES ARE IN MY HEART,THE EYES THAT SEE MY SOUL, HERE ARE THE EYES THOSE BEAUTIFUL EYES THAT ARE WATCHING ME GROW

I LOVE MY MOTHER ,MY HEAVEN ALOT
Raghiba batool
Written by
Raghiba batool  pakistan
(pakistan)   
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       MoVitaLuna, ---, Timothy, --- and SPT
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