I can't even tell you
how much that I love you
There are no words
you are the only reason
that I'm still breathing
I'd take all your swords
You mean the most to me
i would spend my life in a pipe
if it let you be free
Because I can't even tell you
how much that I love you
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Author:
H.R. Powell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2018 00:24
- Comment from author about the poem: This is to my mom who saved me from suicide, I love you mom.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Thanks HAYLEY for a very elegant and thought provoking Poem ~ Love is a paradox because it is simultaneously liberating and constraining ! In my experience the constraints of "A Mothers Love" are always for our GOOD although we don't always see this at the time ~ AMEN ~ Thanks for caring and the comment about your MUM ! Yours BRIAN Please check my Poem ~ Thanks B !
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