Mom
You left me behind and went with other guys
I remember the date you left
So I play the flute to soothe the bruises
Caused by the brute
In which the brute is my only blood-related
The never-so-called belated "dad"
But that's okay mom, I know that's your only option
Maybe one day we will see each other again
.
.
In heaven
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Poetry: The Truth Of The Society
PoetryA collection of my poems, some are long poems and some are short. They are mainly about life and the society that we live in. Some of them are my feelings and what I have experienced from the past. Hope you guys will enjoy it !!!!!!
