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A mother's love In this wilderness madnessA mother's love by ~chesya
Someone had the temerity to call life
I am orphaned to the bone
There is nowhere I can catch love
I am a child again
A motherless child


In the spiritual area I check the doors.In the spiritual area by ~chesya
They are all locked.
There is a way out
What goes in must come out
Unless I die in here,
curled double among the vegetables
A side dish to the main course of death
God has locked me down tight
The right door has convinced itself to evade me
concealing itself in a fairy tale forest of corridors.
My mother must be frantic with fear for want of seeing me
Him up there doesn't want those down here to be happy
It's my sensitivity that makes me sad
and mourning that makes we weep
Love and Hate by ~chesya
My Captivity by ~chesya
Your Glands by ~chesya
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