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Oct 2014
I'm broken
Not because of a love story or a friendship
I'm broken because the woman who took me in is gone
Momma your gone and I have to carry on .. I miss you, your voice, your hugs and your smell
Ever since you were gone
Forgetting your voice became my fear ..
Momma I have no place to go when it's getting hard to breathe
Momma I would give my whole life to live one day with you
Momma RIP to me is return if possible
So please RIP
I'm not writing to impress or to show up I'm just expressing how I feel ..
Val
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Val  Manchester.
(Manchester.)   
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