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jayne harris

(27 8 76 / salford)

Mother Mother


mother mother
your so true
ill do anything you want me to
i will go to hell and back
daughterly love i seem to lack
but thats in my head and not in my heart
i couldnt go on living if we fell apart
i say evil things i do not mean
oh mother dear your my shoulder to lean
im often good but sometimes bad
but when you shout you make me mad
your high pitch voice drills through my head
it makes me wish that you was dead
i should never of said the things i did
im sometimes spoilt and act like a kid
i wish that we could always be
i just want this devil to set me free
the one in my head and not in my heart
we both need to go and make a fresh start
i will ask you now to make a pact
my love for you is deep and thats a fact

Submitted: Monday, January 30, 2012
Edited: Monday, January 30, 2012
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