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Mom

May 7, 2024
By Anonymous

Your lies blind me from the hurtful truth

The coarse hands that console me

You keep me safe from

The things that have harmed you


The cigarette smell that lingers on your clothes

Some might protest it

But I associate it with you

As I do your old Victoria Secret perfume


Although your cooking isn't always the best

I'd prefer it over the rest

Over time you have sought the skills

For My favorite meals


The days we spend together

Though we have nothing to do

But at least I know that i'll always have you


From birth, you have been my best friend

And you will continue to be till the end 


The author's comments:

this piece is about my mom. 


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