never has a mother suffered
with such tears as much as I
and now my only thought
is wanting to die
all these years
I've pondered through my mind
what I truly mean
and what have I done
the conclusion I can only
calculate is you hate me
why else would you not be here
or even simply care
and yet I still find myself sitting for hours
in the very same place,
having hope that this
will be the day the telephone rings
because
the love in my heart
as your mother
will always remain
whether yours does or not
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