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through her eyes her pain reflects onto me her untold lost dreams that were never given life through her face a blank canvas fixed in another planet struggling to confront her decisions through her voice my voice illuminates singing her songs of things lost in the past stories that shatter the glass breaking the surface against the rubble she quakes in fear to tell the truth but how can she be this mute?
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 7:21 AM UTC
Mama
through her eyes her pain reflects onto me her untold lost dreams that were never given life through her face a blank canvas fixed in another planet struggling to confront her decisions through her voice my voice illuminates singing her songs of things lost in the past stories that shatter the glass breaking the surface against the rubble she quakes in fear to tell the truth but how can she be this mute?
don't settle in life. you'll end up waking up one day realising you've been lying to yourself for years, while your children try to understand why you are not alike.
#regret#loss#past#mother#child
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Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 7:21 AM UTC
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