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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