Dear Mother,
You have taken your last breath
You have made your departure with the world
You left your mark on everyone around you
Bring joy and laughter, guidance and comfort, love and affection
But your absents weighs heavy
Pulling us down into the deepest parts of water
We are drowning, are lungs are collasping, we can't breathe
We are hurting...
"Mother! Mother!" we cry your name but don't hear your voice
We ask easch other "is she really gone?", hoping and praying its not true
But we must face reality, are mother is gone
Gone...Gone...Gone
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