At one point long ago a burden was born
Through each year came a new point of sadness. She watched with mixed feelings of hurt, sad, and ate...she knew this seal was made for her.
your hurt knowing by the look in her eyes...your a mothers burden
Everytime you try and change your seem to fall more steps back. You hear her names in silence and sometimes releasing her trueself in anger.
A cycle of life unchanged with teh stamp of time your born and die
...only to have learned in your life
You are your Mothers Burden
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