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For Mom


Hello, good morning
Eleven twenty four* again
It′s like a short warning
Day will be with sad and pain.

I remember everything just like yesterday
You′ll always be with me on my this tortuous way
Because of you from my 16 I feel despair and sad
And I lost everything, mom please don′t be mad

Those fourteen years was be for me very hard
If you was be alive you would help me don′t be scarred
Due to this break ups with girlfriends and this shitty stuff
I′m still smiling but people figure out my bluff

Mom, please I′m sorry for not visiting your grave this year
You always in my heart but cemeteries make me feeling pain
Maybe in next year I′ll be more strong and brave
But now I′m in pieces and I have myself to save

Hello, good evening
Eleven twenty four* again
Short warning was right
Day was be with sad and pain.

* - 11/24 (November, 24) 

(c) Robbo037
09/26/2020






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