My mother

The one I love the most,  number 1 gave me birth,  (my mother)  Who ketp me close, an never let go, (my mother) 

When pain hit my heart, going threw these struggles, thinking I was smart, moma always had my back, but i never been a mark, alot of stuff seem distance , but not really far, I finally grew up and learn this on my on, moma said no matter what, you gotta stay strong, threw these street lights, she say ppl who smile in face, you can’t always like ,

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