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Mummy,you're my plan B. I wished you knew that. I wish i could say it out to you. But these words are sealed. During my bad days, i look at you. How your eyes sparkle. Smile glitters. All that is enough to make me -remind me- stronger than before. Some days I see how your eyes gets heavier. Body gets weaker. Hands get rougher. But you never once complain. Some days I see you crumbling. Like how dried breads turned into crumbs. So allow me to pick up this pieces and remold you. Some days I watch you shine Like angel walking by or like sunshine after rain. Those days you made me feel alive. We don't share much. In Fact I don't share any of my problems to you. But you know me like the back of your hand. Like a student remembering formulas. Mummy, you're my plan B. Cause no matter what happens I'll always find my way to you. The one who whom i look up to. Catch me when i fall. The one, I'm proud to call "My wonder women". Tearing steel door off its hinges.
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 4:22 AM UTC
My wonder women.
Mummy,you're my plan B. I wished you knew that. I wish i could say it out to you. But these words are sealed. During my bad days, i look at you. How your eyes sparkle. Smile glitters. All that is enough to make me -remind me- stronger than before. Some days I see how your eyes gets heavier. Body gets weaker. Hands get rougher. But you never once complain. Some days I see you crumbling. Like how dried breads turned into crumbs. So allow me to pick up this pieces and remold you. Some days I watch you shine Like angel walking by or like sunshine after rain. Those days you made me feel alive. We don't share much. In Fact I don't share any of my problems to you. But you know me like the back of your hand. Like a student remembering formulas. Mummy, you're my plan B. Cause no matter what happens I'll always find my way to you. The one who whom i look up to. Catch me when i fall. The one, I'm proud to call "My wonder women". Tearing steel door off its hinges.
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Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 4:22 AM UTC
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