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It must be cold there in my shadows
To never have sunlight on my face..
But what's left of kisses?
And so I have worn coats of scars...
vowed with hollow words
and lied my way through my sorrows.
Could I be stitched up like i never hurt?
But what's the point of being hurt on the
It should bloody well show!!!
if the sky falls in crumbles
I should feel the world caving in...
so I learnt how to scatter ashes
write a funeral eulogy
and now personalize a memorial..
Hush now...don't cry ..
You are only a crack on the glass ..
These tears just burn ..they dont kill
but No, no nooo
I am bent ..repeatedly broken
damaged ...drained off my strength
I have been stolen from..
because moms don't just leave, right?
my mama wouldn't ...
How did I survive a minute without you?
When everything has shaped and moulded
around your death
like a lost limb...
you know, lately I have been craving you
your love ..embrace ..comfort.. presence
though it has been a while, a year, or more
but I cant seem to crawl out of this
I dont know where to head
and there isn't any part of me that likes not knowing
I just want you back mama ..
so I still look for your face in the crowd
But some things wound too deep into the
fabric of one's world ..
Submitted on August 22, 2014
Modified on March 05, 2023
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