Peace murdered my mother;
Mother you are great
Your smile is always there, for us
Your peace you held, so
O, never fail
Many storms shouldn't, but were concealed
Perfect!
Mother, so sweet...
For us
Mother, I miss you to be so alone
With your thoughts I carry on
The peace I saw was..
Truly, murdered you
There were no outbursts
No, not even once
Good
You kept it under
Neat
The thick layer of peace and your sweet smile were for me...for us
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