HER:AN UNTOLD TALE

 

She has wounds, but she doesn't treat them

But she smiles in the memory of her unscarred skin.

She feels pain but she doesn't show it often

But she laughs when I ask to help her. 


She makes me want to have a child, 

To show that such beautiful emotions exist! 

She makes me want to run away with her, 

To a place, where I can nurture her hopes and dreams! 


Her eyes makes me want to dress her up, 

So she can revisit her delightful days of youth

Her soul makes me believe in love and existence 

Cause she is Mother who cares, even when I don't. 


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