"Mums life! "
trackie, designer-trainer combo
Vape grasped firm,
child's grasp on youth, long gone.
"nah, mum's, mum's!"
You swear so quick
a serious promise?
"mums life?"
How could you be so callous?
Can't you consider the implication?
Makes me uncomfortable
Cancer, almost had My mother.
Yet you'd bargain her life
The one who birthed
Beginning yours.
Shut up, shut up, shut up.
Can't say that
Quiet kind kid wouldn't,
Would I?
"sure whatever"
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Author:
Tallulah (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a quickie poem written in a taxi
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