Carry On
Mama, Help.Please. Get up. I need you.I canβt do it anymore. Mama, Come back to life.Iβm trapped in livingβs strife. Where are you? I want to get to knowYour eyes. Mama, Itβs not fair Why do you get to move on?But Iβm stuck, here, failing to stay strong? β If this piece impacted you in any ways, please consider reading more of my workΒ here. Click toΒ support my art on Ko-fi! Click to seeβ¦
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