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Sweetheart, would you like me

To tell you about her?

The beautiful tragic story,

Of your very own mother


It's a tale of tied hands,

A tale of fatality,

And the most ruthless

Of all irony


I had a taste of joy,

The most I ever knew,

A joy that could only compare

When life granted me with you


But that is when

Fatality decided

This story would last

But only a decade


She was driven away,

Taking away almost

Everything that mattered,

I was left disarmed,

And thoroughly shattered


But she didn't leave before

Granting me reminiscence,

A heavenly blend of us two

Something to pull through,

My Lily, she gave me you


I've been on a trip

Down memory lane

From which I never

Found my way back


Let's rewind a little

Go back to the start

Twenty years ago

Where it all took part


It seems to me

Like it happened

Just the other day

Isn't it bitter

How time slips away?

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