The saddest thing about my mother
Is sometimes she's already gone
But I love her too much
To mean something like that
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Poetry2021 note- This is more of an archive of old poetry now =) I like poetry. This is my first time doing something public, if not anonymously. I appreciate feedback, as long as it's constructive criticism. Any tips for getting a vague feeling out onto...
Mom
The saddest thing about my mother
Is sometimes she's already gone
But I love her too much
To mean something like that
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