Ever seen a mother cries?
And the holy pearls snake down the cheeks
all because of some piercing words
stabbing through her heart, murdering her already dying emotions,
uttered by her utmost hope and reason to move on with life,
which she cradled as a baby, cared for when a teen, crutched when in need.
Saw it once and seen it all.
Never let her cry.
About Me
- Rahmawati
- Rather unpredictable, know more than you think I do, I care, and up to now, nothing surprises me...really!
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