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Have you ever ran so fast

to kill the past.


Just to hear your mother breathe again.

Grip you by the hand


No fault is the default

all thoughts evade


as the covers close


So haven't I

No I lied.


By the the bedside has shut me up

riddling my head with vistas of devastation


I’m barley that was fruit

You are human and me too by extension


I am of you

I was a son


Better take root

and make it all worthwhile


This is not for everyone.

It is for you. To keep


My place is decided

I will end without being


Not truly.

But at these moments of hesitation


Imparted knowledge and love can only be shared between mother and daughter.