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My hero


The light of the sun illuminating me from the darkness of my dreams

Fighting shadows from desperations trying to survive this miserable life I have

The softness of the pillows clearing the tears of the blueish ocean

The light illuminating the future that I haven't seen before 

The beautiful colors of your eyes 

Is the only thing I could see

From desperation of getting out of being free

You are my mother and the only one that can help me come through this challenge

Facing monsters from the bottom of the ground

Facing Angels finishing the battle 

Sacrificing your life so I could have a better future

A mother never let down her children

They were made for sacrifices and pains that destroy anything to have the love for us

She was made to be a warrior

She has been my mother and father at the same time

And she has been my influence

From the dark days and from the light days

My mother has always been protecting me and she is the shield of my life

We would have the same blood

The same heart

The same feelings

But she would always be there to support me

Thank you for being my mother 

 

 

 

 

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