for my mom

Oh,

If there were a door

from which I could pass

running my sins and hers

and I would disappear then

In thin air or abyss

Seen by none, touched by none

And she would be happier

forever and ever and ever...

Oh, if only there were this motherfucking door

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keromuffin

this poem is so good!!!! 10/10 performance

Thanks 💗

LibbyJardine

Are you ok?

Yea