MamaA Poem by snapstacheMama's not right Not right at all.
She can't sit still She can't be quiet.
She doesn't think before she speaks Her voice is harsh.
Mama scares me sometimes When she gets mad.
She bangs her head Up against the wall.
She says she wants to die And that is all.
She prays to God To get better soon.
But I love my Mama.
I don't want her to change Because then, Simply, She wouldn't be my Mama. © 2010 snapstacheAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 20, 2010 Last Updated on July 20, 2010 AuthorsnapstacheAbouti made this when i was eleven wow. a lot of memories here. feel free to look around i suppose although there won't be anything new posted. more..Writing
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