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Do you remember being in the trenches? Stretching out your arm toward me, rendering you- undefended. Gutted, dismembered, carapace forced to smile. But you were my light. Do you know? When first I met desolation? So, do you recall those lonesome afternoons? When all you wished for was for him to feel the same, to value you. I think of the mall, where we’d often wander. You kept it inside, all because children deserve something better. Do you hate yourself? How utterly stupid! How would we be now absent from the light you shone?- Shattered. Ruptured. Do you blame yourself? So simply ludicrous. The good that we are, came from you. You cared for us when no one would. Do you know my love? The compassion I have, was cultivated and nurtured by a woman facing ruin. Do you rise above? For your strength is immense. I have seen its work, its passion to do what’s right no matter what. Do you see me plight? For when my star burns out, I will scream to God, “Oh, you thief! All my goodness has been taken.” Do you stay alight? Or leave me way too soon? Do you know your pain, your torment belongs to me? I will hold you. Do you love yourself? This person who gives hope. Who sacrifices anything to spread comfort to those she loves. Do you know yourself? Do you see what I see? Please, I beg of you- see, see, see. Tell me, do you? Do you? Do you?
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Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
Do You
Do you remember being in the trenches? Stretching out your arm toward me, rendering you- undefended. Gutted, dismembered, carapace forced to smile. But you were my light. Do you know? When first I met desolation? So, do you recall those lonesome afternoons? When all you wished for was for him to feel the same, to value you. I think of the mall, where we’d often wander. You kept it inside, all because children deserve something better. Do you hate yourself? How utterly stupid! How would we be now absent from the light you shone?- Shattered. Ruptured. Do you blame yourself? So simply ludicrous. The good that we are, came from you. You cared for us when no one would. Do you know my love? The compassion I have, was cultivated and nurtured by a woman facing ruin. Do you rise above? For your strength is immense. I have seen its work, its passion to do what’s right no matter what. Do you see me plight? For when my star burns out, I will scream to God, “Oh, you thief! All my goodness has been taken.” Do you stay alight? Or leave me way too soon? Do you know your pain, your torment belongs to me? I will hold you. Do you love yourself? This person who gives hope. Who sacrifices anything to spread comfort to those she loves. Do you know yourself? Do you see what I see? Please, I beg of you- see, see, see. Tell me, do you? Do you? Do you?
For my mother.
#mother#pain#happiness#light#love#hope#goodness#support#remember#blame
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Jabin
28/M/Tennessee
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
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