NEW!..My Dear Mother...

by Vanessa   Jun 14, 2009


No one likes the sound of their own mothers cry.
Listen; You shall be re-born.
You see the world upside down, and every sound is muffled.
Your dreams are harder to wake from.
Your dreams take you places far, far away.
You are scared.
Its dark.
You can hear your creators voice in the distance.
Listen; You have been re-born.

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