Mother,
It is today,
today is the day,
that I sit and wipe my sorrow,
upon my wet shirt sleeves,
I lost you one year ago,
Somehow,
It snatched you away from me.
Mother,
you left me,
once, you were beauty personified,
well in my eyes you were,
but, a vicious monster damaged you,
you never saw it coming,
you never saw it's sword of destruction,
it killed you in the end,
Oh mio dolce mummia,
I miss you,
And tonight,
as I cry for your lost soul,
lost in your chalice of wine,
I know you are not here with me,
but, in my heart you are still mine,
sarete sempre
Mummia,
** ancora manchi, nel mio cuore sarà sempre
Spero che tu stai dormendo bene
(C) Livvi
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 5:40 PM UTC
Mother,
It is today,
today is the day,
that I sit and wipe my sorrow,
upon my wet shirt sleeves,
I lost you one year ago,
Somehow,
It snatched you away from me.
Mother,
you left me,
once, you were beauty personified,
well in my eyes you were,
but, a vicious monster damaged you,
you never saw it coming,
you never saw it's sword of destruction,
it killed you in the end,
Oh mio dolce mummia,
I miss you,
And tonight,
as I cry for your lost soul,
lost in your chalice of wine,
I know you are not here with me,
but, in my heart you are still mine,
sarete sempre
Mummia,
** ancora manchi, nel mio cuore sarà sempre
Spero che tu stai dormendo bene
(C) Livvi
My friends mum died a year ago on Monday, he asked me to write for her, he is half Italian x
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