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Sep 2014
Does she feel alone?
Cuz her mother is gone
and her greatest achieve me
doesnt feel good at home
Does she feel pain?
Cuz her sons dad is vain
and killing her spirit every day?
Does she feel proud?
Of being so great, and herself, everyday she's herself
never late
Does it hurt her
to raise tones just to say the words that
wont reach her dear children each day
is she simple? perhaps
but still an overlap of chores
and chore for her heart
for her children adored
ah my mother
what strength
what loud, hard insane
a silly young thing
a wise women who sings out her heart
and her soul
loved herself and is bold
and is stubborn
when told
the words no, not too old
to discover her laughter and joys
not to old to try
to understand her teens voice
oh my mother
I'm sorry for being afraid
I'm sorry of dying alone
its a shame.
wulfhug27
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wulfhug27  USA, NY
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