White Some affections we cannot ignore. Sometimes the dead sing the song we're longing for. An uninvited dream. An old shady face. I never thought that my heart could ever adore. A mother, she claimed. A lost son, I embraced. Life separates the lives here and there. I still miss you, mother. But still without you.. I'm afraid. To your thoughts, I whispered. I run from you in every corridor. I wish you could ask or scream or even remind me that you're only a step away from me. In the battles I fought, I won them all, still you weren't there to cheer for me. The battles you fought, I was there, in the shadows, in the flare. Sometimes I was with you and you just weren't there. ©Sup_holster

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White Some affections we cannot ignore. Sometimes the dead sing the song we're longing for. An uninvited dream. An old shady face. I never thought that my heart could ever adore. A mother, she claimed. A lost son, I embraced. Life separates the lives here and there. I still miss you, mother. But still without you.. I'm afraid. To your thoughts, I whispered. I run from you in every corridor. I wish you could ask or scream or even remind me that you're only a step away from me. In the battles I fought, I won them all, still you weren't there to cheer for me. The battles you fought, I was there, in the shadows, in the flare. Sometimes I was with you and you just weren't there. ©Sup_holster

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