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Momma
Contributed by
Chamaron
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Sunday, 1st August 2010 @ 02:12:42 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Crawling back on dirtied knees
Momma stooped down low
And picked him back up
Always, always took him back
I wish I never heard the stories
The old ladies told on the porch
Of the horrible things
She shooed away with the tears
When she wiped off his dirty knees
Never asking where he got them
I watched it swirl down the drain
But the grime never quite disappeared
I watched it grow
The lake of filth that never left
Always, always on my mind
Why couldnt Momma see it?
I did, I told him to answer for it
Answer the prayers he sent to her
When surely those knees stumbled home
I told him Momma cant absolve you
Washed away clean, second chance
Dont keep wasting them away
But he knows, I know
Momma will never run of out them
I walked out, Momma left behind
He left disgraced, as should be
Made a home for myself, populated it
And surely it was me
Who came home with dirty knees
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Re: Momma
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by yvonxsmeets on
Sunday, 1st August 2010 @ 12:52:37 PM AEST
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very good writing
i like it, thanks for sharing |
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Re: Momma
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by DoubleS on
Monday, 2nd August 2010 @ 03:16:51 PM AEST
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| cool write |
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Re: Momma
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by I_Am_Not_A_Poet on
Sunday, 8th August 2010 @ 09:17:05 AM AEST
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| lol, sounds leik someone has an Oedipus complex |
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