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Added on Fri 27th Mar 2015 1:51pm   Last edited on Fri 27th Mar 2015 1:53pm


My mother

Morning collapses into evening,

We're sitting, staring at empty memories.

We're thinking of life before this whole mess,

But the future is chasing us,

Dark shadows descend upon us.

We know. We've known all along it was going to happen.

Not now. Not like this.

Her breath is taken.

Her lips turn white.

Silent prayers, and painful cries echo out.

I don't know how to feel.

I no longer have a mother. Anonymous