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If I Lied

Momma 
She doesn’t want to hear from me no more 
I'm tired, she cried 
Pointed me in a direction 
But I see that door
Would it be selfish on my part 
To grip her palms and ask for more? 
Though it's not on her chest 
She simply hopes that her customers tip the best 
If I said she hated me 
I wonder would she put these lips to rest 
In this post digital life 
I got an email from a past friend 
Point the icon to reply 
Started to type but I had no words to send 
Like a small whisper it said love won't last 
As if to hold my head I didn't bother to ask 
Rub the hurt 
To keep her above the dirt 

She tried 
She held on with what she could 
Until she died 
I said I'd never shed a tear 
But I lied 
I took her hand and cried 

Before you leave this story alone 
Maybe there's something you could do 
To piece together the worry at home 
In moments that it really counted
I guess I just would not listen 
At times when I should have softened
My heart did nothing but stiffen 
I guess that's just the way life is 
Think about what you love and lost
What was once yours was always his 
I never saw her but once 
But she never forgot 
To send me peace on my birthday 
Sometimes I wonder 
Did she lose me in her worst ways 
Then again 
There isn’t much I can say 

She tried 
She held on the best she could 
Until she died 
I said I'd never shed a tear
But I lied 
I took her hand and cried
 
With a little help from you 
We put together withered ends of a string 
In better hope that one day, one of us 
Would suffer once more to hear the other sing 
Sometimes fantasies are life 
But most of the time 
You just want to find intimacy with your wife 
I'm not trying to make amends 
But it's all over when it ends 
So love your child
Make your everyday float above his smiles 
I couldn't sympathize for your illness 
For every person maintains their own struggle 
So wipe away your tears 
Let us not become absorbed by the puddle
Keep doing what you do 
no one can stop you from pursuing it but you 
The consequences, the awards 
I'll happily push my cart 
Further down the morgue 
So close your eyes 
If I were to take my last breath 
I'd still wish you the best 

She tried 
She held on with what she could 
Until she died 
I said I'd never shed a tear 
But I lied 
I took her hand and cried

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