Hairbrush running through long sliver hair Snapping, crackling, sparking shining bright Curling about fingers with a life of its own Tendrils wrapping tight like those about my heart “I’m so tired, I don’t want to go on.” “You’re so loved, darling, you must stay on.” “When I am gone, things will change for you.” “When you are gone, love will end for me.” “I am in the way, I can’t lift my feet.” “You are not in the way, I will lift your feet.” “I can’t wash my hair, what use am I to me?” “I will wash your hair, it’s a joy to me.” “When I am gone, you will run all free.” “When you are gone, I will cry for me." I will brush your hair, I will lift your feet. I will still your tears, you will always love me. "Sweet Mamman, please stay for me.”
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