La Llorona
The mother of a mirror
the killer of her children
the attention seeking soul
yeller of agony and weeping of many lies shed
The murderer of the lives she made and a life she once
Loved
The river of her tears flows just as her sanity hasn't
The one that has lost a lot of her love to her demon evolved
the shattered image shows in her reflection as she walks along
her years of life on a void in which will never end
The blood tears she shall cry for eternity
the children she searches for out of sorrow and regret
This is La Llorona, the ghost of a mother who lost everything
Seeking satisfaction from her husband he man whom she loved
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