No one would like you
When you over eat
Except your mother.
No one would love you
Without a reason
Except your mother.
No one would guard you
At the cost of him/her
Except your mother.
You are her off shoot.
See your navel scar
That will tell you a lot.
She did everything
To your good as if
She did to herself.
The least thing she wants
Is a safe farewell,
With pain attended.
If it is too late
To you, do atone
By adopting one.
04.01.2014
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