I often think about how it would be easier.
But then I remember mom would be sad.
I often think about how to stop all the pain.
But then I remember mom would be sad.
I often think about how to make everything better.
But then I remember mom would be sad.
I often think about how I don’t want to be here.
But then I remember mom would be sad.
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Author:
Vanilla Mochi (
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- Category: Sad
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