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Nov 2014
Mother Love

It all started in her womb

I would be in trouble and I would shout "Mama"
Its not cause my father wasn't around
Its the warmth that I was wraped in for 9months
I got out, and the ice cold world hit me.
I wished to go back,
How could I go back to my mothers womb?


My first home
No fancy doors or windows
No kilimanjaro tiles or maxidoors
It wasn't a crave
I was hungry
I ate what she ate

My mother wont starve while I'm still alive!
In this life theres no woman that would take my mothers place in my heart!

Mother love...

Written by
SirDlova  South Africa,Cape Town
(South Africa,Cape Town)   
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