RIPMOM
Never
felt your
kiss or hug
oh, your love
is anonymous to me
life takes its cource
life took you away from me
you had a son
but i never had mother
i think i am irreversibly tougher
a woman has yet to love me
from the heart, excessively, dotingly
willingly, daily
i am jealous
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