Your Voice
I try to call you
As much as I can
because your voice, it
saves me.
When I am home,
we may not get along
but I don't care.
Your voice
saves me.
Mom, yout tell me
all the things of the world
your voice caresses me
making me feel safe
it helps me through the pain, it
saves me.
You tell me right from wrong
You tell me what to do
You tell me how to heal
You tell me how to hurt
You tell me to move on
You tell me harsh words
You tell me kind words
but in the end,
your voice
saves me.
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