Your glasses are all steamed up.

Your glasses are all steamed up.

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This is a poem which I wrote for my mother. She's been going through a tough time and I just wanted to remind her that the family is here for her every step of the way. It might not be the best poem but it definitely means the most to me out of all of the poems I have written.
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WARNING: Some pieces may contain triggers for those who struggle with any form of depression or self harm. Please read with caution. I will often rearrange the chapters in the way I see fit, so please be patient and keep that in mind. This is my first attempt at poetry. It will consist of shit that I've gone through/dealt with and ramblings from my screwed up mind. These works are purely fictional and not meant to be taken literally.

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