Mother of mine, what pushed you
away?
Was it his failure to please you;
Was it me begging you to stay?
Mother of mine, you left me
broken,
Smoldering with hatred,
My heart you have stolen.
I prayed you’d come around,
prayed you stay away,
But no matter what I prayed,
You came first
You stole the show
Battered and broken, my mother I
did not desire to know.
Your poison overtook us, my
father and I,
We chased your golden promises,
But fell empty with your high;
So I wrote this to tell you off,
Wrote this to let you know,
That we are better off without
you;
We’ll leave you to your snow.
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