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A Poem to my Mother Mother Love me. Is it too hard? Why can't you say it? Am I so bad? I torture myself, thinking I am not Loved. If only you'd tell me, I'd love you so much. Time will pass, No words said. Then guilt will happen! To the one who's left! I know in my heart, I can't live with that. SO I'll say it in the poem. mother I LOVE YOU, MISS YOU! And hope for change, for life's too short, to play this game.
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I hope your mother reads this Yvonne.
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