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7d
Mom, please I beg of you, tell me that you see.
The pain of life, it tortures me.

I tried so long to show the world.
They never even cared.

Who else to turn to other than you, mother dear.
The safety I will always find.

My beacon in the void.
Written by
Simon De Beugher  26/M/Belgium
(26/M/Belgium)   
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