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[tamaravining]

Mother Yes, Mother No



The days of hell
both mine and hers
were over
long ago.
Still not over it.
Not your call

I don't think she loved me.
She said I love you
because she was supposed to
because she had to
but no, she could have not said it, so
I have to accept
the best she could do.
Not your call.

I didn't know
I would miss her
how's that for in touch
with the mother, with my own self.
No feelings too loud.
And all I can say
for now?
And forever?
Not your call.

M day, 2015

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This is so, so good. Powerful.