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This is what I have written for my mom for this Mother's Day.
Hey mom, it's your day to shine!
That's how this day is designed.
It's our day to show our love for you.
And for everything in which you do.
You're as radiant as a thousand suns
Mom, you make everything fun!
Your eyes are like emeralds; sparkly and green.
You can bring out the light of any scene.
Your physical beauty is present in large amounts
But it's what's on the inside that counts.
You're compassionate and understanding.
Like a life-time warranty, you're withstanding.
You're caring and sweet.
Having a mom like you is such a treat.
There's nothing that can rank above
Your flawless way in which you show love.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
Thanks! I ended up giving it to her early because I don't like to keep gifts from people for some odd reason. Anyway, she really liked it! She keeps all of the stuff I've made her over the years <3.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first