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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1469787
It's about a mother who sees life as a useless journey after leaving her children.
When divorce brought me out to life so real devastation
A whole shebang averted the innocent eyes I’ve kept for so long
So immobilized from doings that i grant with my children
Jubilance ended, wretchedness fulfilled its song

I dealt with the cold wind, I shivered I enfeebled
No succored my endless sorrow
For then so fast It let my soft heart kindled
Like an arrow homogenized with poison let flied in a bow

There was a time I had no shelter, no food, no belonging
I was a mother who set afloat all dignity to be someone
Who forgotten all the drive for longing something
No children to embrace for fervor, not anyone

I stood firm, head-over-heels for chances
I attempted to end my life once, but a fling of memories held me back
Three children left me with unbearably dreaded glances
I have begotten the duties I lack

Years elapsed so quick, till’ I could not straighten up
I haven’t caught sight of my angels
Until my fear came to an unforeseen foreboding stop
Brought out with concealed anger, straighten the babels

Betook oneself, I endeavored the remains of my devotion
To see the fruits of my labor, the unending intimacy
For once I delighted their faces, my never-ending admiration
I can die then, “till death do us part” forsaken me

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