It's all about mother and the dead girl
everything revolves around them.
alone in their corner shut off from the world
a world that without them would end.
and now there is no longer singing
or laughing, or running, or play
there's nothing left from when she was alive
and we all know who is to blame
but how do you tell a mother
who holds onto her dead child so tight?
How do you tell her it's okay to let go
and that everything is alright?
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