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"Spirit Mother, I Am Sorry. ."
. . The Night I died,
I Felt you Watching me. .
I am Sorry.
For you did Understand,
Still. .Too Deep was my Decision.
We Spoke through our Spirits. .
You had to see mine,
I am Sorry.
Even so, you Embraced me. .
The Expression I wore the Day you Died,
Reflected Upon yours. .
I made you Cry,
The Night I Died.
I am Sorry. .
To this Day, the Hurt in your Eyes. .
It Never did go Astray.
When I Felt you Look my way.
But as I Promised, I am now Writing
The Story as I see it more.
Until the Time it will Start Anew,
And Begin again from the very Start.
I am Piecing it all back Together,
I Only have so Little left to go.
I am of An Old Soul,
But you are of a Rare Ancient.
The Expression I wore the Day you Died,
Reflected Upon yours. .
I made you Cry,
The Night I Once Died. .
And for this,
“Spirit Mother, I am Sorry. .”
~Forever your Spirit Daughter. .
I Hope you will accept me, Always.
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