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Mom
Mom!
It is not just,
Work and Games.
It does not run
by trust in fame.
You have the sickness,
I had those scars.
We knew each other,
from other parts.
Please do not just listen,
please do not believe,
please do know
with all your heart,
that you and I will leave,
Leave me, let go now. Let go of your Son.
Thank you, Elisabeth!
It is not just,
Work and Games.
It does not run
by trust in fame.
You have the sickness,
I had those scars.
We knew each other,
from other parts.
Please do not just listen,
please do not believe,
please do know
with all your heart,
that you and I will leave,
Leave me, let go now. Let go of your Son.
Thank you, Elisabeth!
Published 29th Apr 2018
| Edited 23rd Jul 2018
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