Goodbye our dear mamour tears do flow like rainyou seem so far awayand yet so near the samefarewell our dear mamuntil we meet again. The body an empty shella mother steps into the lightdad, family past, and friendswaiting for the uniteno more the devil’s curse…of death having to fight. To suffer the mostour hearts rippedContinue reading “MAM”
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