poetry is like a love of this motherly nature, you want to keep it with pen
Your fears,
Your soul,
The way crushed my dream, my goal,
Oh why I say,
For on this very day,
Your broke my heart,
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poetry is like a love of this motherly nature, you want to keep it with pen Your fears, Your soul, The way crushed my dream, my goal, Oh why I say, For on this very day, Your broke my heart,