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I do miss you mother,
More than I can say,
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It’s the baby and me she shouted with glee,
In her broody as mother the hen,
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I walk to earth to touch you,
I see the tears you cry,
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My love is as the seabed,
It lays so deep the sea,
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No matter what a woman,
She will see the mirror there,
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The hour is late the eyes they yearn,
To close their lids and dream again,
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I know how she feels,
And I sympathise,
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She saw me with her eyes and with her mind,
The reality she sees and all illusion left behind,
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I remember when my puppy died,
And the surgeon touched her eye,
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I will drown myself in sorrow,
Drink the whisky bottle dry,
19 lines, 7 comments,
on Mar 2 11:22 AM. In Contest, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Pain, Personal, Sad, Society, Thoughts
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I do travel me in this world this race,
I to look in eyes and there face to face,
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What is it my child?
Why do you not speak?
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It is so hard to say goodbye a heart I cherish,
As I look upon its beat, it so confused,
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Conformity, survival, and the need to be acknowledged.
The need of comradely,
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She lays with him,
His world she’s bound,
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Pretty things,
Pretty things,
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