Her touch makes me warm.
I came back from the coldest fight,
She rub her hand and heat me up.
Told me I deserved to rest but not to quit.
Her words makes me cry.
Every day she shout the bad ones,
But she never fails to whisper the goods.
"I'm always here for you" she mumbles.
Her love hurts me.
She deserved one hundred percent affection,
But I gave her zero attention.
"Take care" she always say.
"I love you, Mama"
Why I can't say these words to you?
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
Her touch makes me warm.
I came back from the coldest fight,
She rub her hand and heat me up.
Told me I deserved to rest but not to quit.
Her words makes me cry.
Every day she shout the bad ones,
But she never fails to whisper the goods.
"I'm always here for you" she mumbles.
Her love hurts me.
She deserved one hundred percent affection,
But I gave her zero attention.
"Take care" she always say.
"I love you, Mama"
Why I can't say these words to you?
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