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Mother, in your hazel eyes I can see the rainbow the trees flowering the grass getting greener rising to the bluest sky. Mother, in your smile I see sadness and your forehead is full of wrinkles, in the space between your eyes I can see the worry, Mother, your heart is a firefly in my night when I close my eyes you guide me, your hand so warm, I need it to hold mine when it's cold in my mind. Mother, you're so far and I can't tell you that I'm hurting I'm dying inside and I can't show you Mother, you're so wise, please, tell me why is it autumn again if it's only May? I see tulips so beautifully painting the sight and yet in my heart the last leaf has fallen. Mother, oh Mother, tell me when I will fall to the ground will they step on me or will they pick me up and keep me between the pages of their hearts? Mother, I'm just a leaf and you don't know that my autumn has come to bury me again. I am falling, the dirt is covering me whole, your hand is so far I'm reaching but there's only the wind tearing me apart. *Mother, it's autumn again and you can't see me falling.*
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 7:19 AM UTC
Mother, it's autumn again
Mother, in your hazel eyes I can see the rainbow the trees flowering the grass getting greener rising to the bluest sky. Mother, in your smile I see sadness and your forehead is full of wrinkles, in the space between your eyes I can see the worry, Mother, your heart is a firefly in my night when I close my eyes you guide me, your hand so warm, I need it to hold mine when it's cold in my mind. Mother, you're so far and I can't tell you that I'm hurting I'm dying inside and I can't show you Mother, you're so wise, please, tell me why is it autumn again if it's only May? I see tulips so beautifully painting the sight and yet in my heart the last leaf has fallen. Mother, oh Mother, tell me when I will fall to the ground will they step on me or will they pick me up and keep me between the pages of their hearts? Mother, I'm just a leaf and you don't know that my autumn has come to bury me again. I am falling, the dirt is covering me whole, your hand is so far I'm reaching but there's only the wind tearing me apart. *Mother, it's autumn again and you can't see me falling.*
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head.. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bAJ_74tDZzU .
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 7:19 AM UTC
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