Me


Bravest at it finest
she wear her struggles well
happiness in her eyes the way she love her son
Hurt and pain from her close love one
Support she gets none
The backbone to many
She did many things but still she moves and succeed
Cried many tears but god still here
Its hard
its tough
but this fight you must put up
cause you have a son
who's a reflection of you so why give up

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