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Unbothered

In the quiet of my heart a door swing wide,
After the death of my Mother, I learned to abide.
I have a family that feels like a distance shore,
Where love once flourished, now I don’t bother anymore.
As a child, I wandered, an outcast in the fold,
Only my mother's warmth, a refuge to hold.
But siblings turned strangers, with hearts made of stone,
In their laughter, I felt th...

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A Book... A Human...

We are like a book with stories untold,
Cover adorned but the truth lies below,
Most glance at the surface, the colours, and the arts
Yet few will discover the depths of the heart.
 
We are like a book that stories exaggerate,
Cover maybe old, authors are unknown, 
But it's the pages within that hold what is pure. 
Some read just the intro because they get bored, 
But...

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My Warrior

In a quiet of night, when the world is still, 
I've seen my mother face a portrait of will, 
He tears that fell softly life rain on the ground,
Yet each morning she rose with strenght profound. 
 
Her life each challenges heavy and strak,
Yet she face them igniting spark, 
With grace in her hands and love in her hands, 
She built me home where hope always stands. 
 
T...

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