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This Mother's Day
This mother's day I will be the saddest.
Yeah you are not here,
You are there but I can't see you,
Can u see me?
I might not be your mother,
But you are mine,
And I see you,
But I don't see you,
I hear you,
But you are not speaking to me.
Mother's day will hurt,
Hurt more than ever,
But that is what it will have to be,
Why tell you anything,
You want here me,
You'll hear yourself.
I wonder if you have stopped?
I haven't and I never will.
You might be long gone one day,
But still will!
This mother's day will be hard,
Not because I miss you,
But because I miss you.
Do you know what I am at?
Do you know where you are?
Mother's day will be long,
No because you are gone,
But because you are no here,
Oh mother's day,
I am sure I will hate.
For it to be over I can't wait.
I hate mother's day!
Yeah you are not here,
You are there but I can't see you,
Can u see me?
I might not be your mother,
But you are mine,
And I see you,
But I don't see you,
I hear you,
But you are not speaking to me.
Mother's day will hurt,
Hurt more than ever,
But that is what it will have to be,
Why tell you anything,
You want here me,
You'll hear yourself.
I wonder if you have stopped?
I haven't and I never will.
You might be long gone one day,
But still will!
This mother's day will be hard,
Not because I miss you,
But because I miss you.
Do you know what I am at?
Do you know where you are?
Mother's day will be long,
No because you are gone,
But because you are no here,
Oh mother's day,
I am sure I will hate.
For it to be over I can't wait.
I hate mother's day!
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