Oh wow.
Please Mum, But why How can you even Look me in the eye,
You Breathe,
But you are not believing,
Oh wow, My breathe has been taken away,
I am thinking,
About all harm, and harm to all
I'd take this pain for my hole school,
For no one shall,
Live to tell the tale,
We all seek The love of a lover,
The touch of our mother,
We love you so very, much dearly,
Unlike you, my mother,
Your one visit yearly,
Love is cruel,
In the simplest fashion,
Love is real
However, my Mother, She does not feel
Please Mum, But why How can you even Look me in the eye,
You Breathe,
But you are not believing,
Oh wow, My breathe has been taken away,
I am thinking,
About all harm, and harm to all
I'd take this pain for my hole school,
For no one shall,
Live to tell the tale,
We all seek The love of a lover,
The touch of our mother,
We love you so very, much dearly,
Unlike you, my mother,
Your one visit yearly,
Love is cruel,
In the simplest fashion,
Love is real
However, my Mother, She does not feel
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Author:
calbreezy (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm 19 now, I wrote this when I was about 15, I was searching through my old stuff, this was when I had a real bad relationship with my mother, and moved out of the family home to a strange place, its nice to read back on stuff like this, the emotions I get reading this, are they ones I had back then.
- Category: Love
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