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Momma's On the Floor
13/8/2009 Momma collect yourself I cannot lead the way Why, what for? I wasn't even there... While I knew you petrified became my part The anger, all hope and faith began to dash away Momma, its you My prequel to cliched tragedy A vessel I'd cling to gone now deserted; crashing against some coastal rock Momma my confidante Sorry leads to sorrow Momma, non-insured; my personal wreck Momma, your daily fix for life left me here to simmer under much angry regret Painful purple, taller emotions loved you most That snorted road trip you took Envious indeed Took it into your heart more than much love for me Caressed and stroked inside you incessantly Momma before, you an early sunrise Our good warm kitchen' a sanctuary you've built Gone Just as will tomorrow No more tasty breakfast treats, no more injected passion, and no more taboos to haunt you every night Momma, I lived for you my life I tried so hard to appease you praise you Revive will you? Pulsating emotions, this viscera will not hide regrets When push came to shove we pushed you all the way So sorry momma That's you settling old scores What made you love them most? More than mere adoration Maybe if you'd love me; selfish may it be You'd still be fully here and I'd be there beside you Holding them tight both you and your(lukewarm) fading, lifeless hands.
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