My Mother
I can’t go on without her
she is my cure
she never gives up on me
she raises me like she raises a tree
she supports me in my decisions
even when my mind is in collisions
she is always honest to me even the brutal ones
I know she loves me tons
her smile brightens my day
and I get lonely when she is away
I consider her my best friend
when we talk, I always wish it will never end
she knows me by heart
no one can tear us apart
I know one day she will be long gone
flying away like a swan
but no matter if she is in heaven or not
I know she will always be with me by heart
she is the bomb
and she is my mom
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