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My Mother

By Kira5485 @hamza_anas5

My Mother
Whenever I was in disarray, when I was disconsolate; devastated, shattered. When my insides cried tears of failure and frustration. When I stood on the edge of a cold universe looking at the stars of discontent. When I was declining into a sea of sorrow and sadness. When I was abandoned in the abyss of nothingness. Confused with a feeling of ambivalence, standing as a source of anathema, with an aloof heart filled with anguish.
A burst of light would always blind the darkness in which I stood bound. Arms would always be spread out that would catch me from falling. Lips that only speak love, eyes that only bear truth. A face that forever remains illuminated; a guardian angel sent from the heavens by God himself,
                                            -My Mother <3

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