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Jul 01, 2024
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My Mama
You are that beautiful flower,
I'll never get to smell again.
Black,strong and proud
Not everyone's favourite
And you liked it like that
You liked having only a small number,
Understand your impact.
I got it.
But,I also got hooked
On your essence
And your Aura
And now,that you are gone
All I do is cry.
All I do is look at photos of you, and
Try remember your scent.
It haunts me.
The loss of memory.
Because,
It feels like,
I betray you,
By continuing to exist.
Just,come back.
I'll ask God,
To forgive this instance.
Just this once.
You are worth it
Just come back.
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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neopoet
1 year ago
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kowque
1 year ago
Gosh
I'll edit out the spelling errors soon
Leslie
1 year ago
kowque
Leslie
1 year ago
kowque
This was a beautiful tribute. I didn't know your mom had passed away, or was it your grandma. I don't understand why neo
made the comment it did. Your typos were not bad. To me it was fresh. I was much better than what I wrote. I still want to
co-author one with you!
Geezer
1 year ago
I am sure...
that you will ferret out the slight mistakes of this post and I will not go into them. I lost my mom almost two years ago and it still is fresh. I'm sorry for your loss. ~ Geez.
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