Till the end of time

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A mother is forever they say as I wrapped my arms around her muffling her cry a mom is what you are I mumble too her wiping her tears away her eyes I'm here for you momma I said our love is strong till the end of time my voice echo's down the hall of screaming voices and shallow walls I hold my ears hoping things would change once again I tighten my grip on her keeping her in my grasp I say momma I will fix your wings so you can fly again no longer will you have broken wings I let her go into the air watching from beneath sky's as she sore thru the air like an eagle with a razor sharp talons like the truth and bitter lies of a dispised man of one of a kind... So you can fly till the end of time....

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