myangelx3 forlife

Not A Day - Poem by myangelx3 forlife

There isn't much that I live for in my life.
I have no mother,
and my father was never in the picture.
The only one that cared is laying dead in the groud as I write this.
It breaks my heart to know it, think it, accept it, and even say it...
there isn't a single thing I wouldn't do in this world to bring her back.
She was more of a mother to me then my own mother was.
She didn't sell me;
she didn't stick needles in my arm;
she didn't leave me home for 3-4 days alone when I was 2 years old;
she never did any of the things my mother did - all she did.... was simply love me in a way that not even I can begin to explain.

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The only one that cares is laying in the ground and it breaks me day in and day out - but at least she is where she belongs... safe where no one and nothing can hurt her anymore. I love you **R.I.P**

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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