aku seadanya......: mama...I Love You...

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mama...I Love You...

Stamped: 10:24 PTG

If I could give my mom the world

Or anything she wanted,

I'd give her my own heart and soul

And leave my own heart haunted.
I'd take upon myself her life

With all its strife and pain,

And let her ease into some space

Where she could live again.
The pain for me would not be pain,

At least not for a while;

For I'd be doing it for her,

And I would see her smile.
I wish that I could take her heart

And cleanse it with my tears,

And make her sorrow go away,

And answer all her fears.
I wish,

I wish,

but then I can't,

As I watch helplessly,

And take her in my arms and say

I wish that it were me.
But loving is a hard,

hard way,

With all the pain it brings.

And yet there is no other way

To touch the heart of things.

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