When I die, lay me next to mother
Leave me, learn to love another
The sick that takes over me,
Is a place you can't go
Lay me with mother,
Two souls, tethered
You find her,
Leave me,
Love
About the Creator
Amy
Writer of my thoughts and emotional babble. Storytelling is my hobby.
Comments (2)
Fascinating poem, and you have written well
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