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my mothers last moments
No noise, just silence
While we all watch your final moments
We are all standing around you
Dressed in all black
We drop roses on your coffin
One from your daughter
One from your mother
One from your sister and more
And I, rest my hands on yours
Kisses your forehead
And promises to never forget you
"I love you mommy!!!!"
and she still love you
and she still love you too....you yomg there is work to do but you have a sensitive soul and this will help u a lot, in finding the words ....and make u life misery, i often wish to ba a hard cow, be sensitive is like being a open wound to the wold to pick on.
bless u, herve/margot
Visual poet/ Libertine lost in a labyrinth of complexities, methaphors, searching for the essence/ Ink of life/ death to spell my syphilistic words on the page/ screen.
yeah. thanx. your a very good
yeah. thanx. your a very good poem writer. my sensitivity helps me alot. It sometimes over power me. but it is something i cant help.