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can't be thee end

A walk in the park
Lunch boxes packed
always making sure I had my afternoon snack
Many hello's an goodbye's
looking back makes me want to cry
Staying strong over the years always hidding her worst fears,
"you pay a high price to be pretty she once said"
I guess thats true now that my mother is dead,
here alone I stand these walls caving in again an again,
i think this might be thee very end,
but, it cant be thee end
She was my mother an bestfriend,
So i can stay strong like her once again





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