I Love You Mom

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The fire burns,
Through her painful embrace,
Fighting
Every step of the way,
She turns
Asks why I'm still here,
I wonder myself,
Is it the fear?
I don't want to lose her,
But she is already gone,
Back to the place that she
Came from,
She boarded the train
In her own personal Holocaust,
Where the station only sells,
ONE WAY TICKETS,
Fighting,
Submitting,
It is all the same price
The pain always equals,
The cost of your life.





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