Lost love
She left me there, so all alone
her face now is like a cold, hard stone
no comfort did she leave,
just pain and hurt that’s on my mind
my mother, once so kind and warm,
how do you love me in this world?
now, all I see in her empty chair,
are memories of love,
that’s no longer there.
her absences weigh on me every day,
and in my heart,
the pain will stay
for now, she’s gone,
I cannot forget,
the mother who left,
and love me to regret
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