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"My Mom Lies”
My Mom, she tells a lot of lies.
She never did before.
From now until the day she dies,
she'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my Mom how she is,
and because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie
because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my Mom how she is,
She'll say, “I'm alright”.
If that's the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mom how she is,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see
nor the strength to yell.
Ask my Mom how she is,
“I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping”.
For God's sake Mom, just tell the truth
just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
she'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
So If she lies to you don't listen,
hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
I'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, “You're lucky to get in here, Mom,
With all the lies you told!”
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Don't Tell Me
Please don't tell me you know how I feel,
unless you have lost your child too,
Please don't tell me my broken heart will heal,
Because that is just not true,
Please don't tell me my daughter is in a better place,
Though it is true, I want her here with me,
Don't tell me someday I'll hear her voice, see her face,
Beyond today I cannot see,
Don’t tell me it is time to move on,
Because I cannot,
Don’t tell me to face the fact she is gone,
Because denial is something I can't stop,
Don't tell me to be thankful for the time I had,
Because I wanted more,
Don't tell me when I am my old self, you will be glad,
I'll never be as I was before,
What you can tell me, is you will be here for me,
That you will listen when I talk of my child,
You can share with me my precious memories,
You can even cry with me for a while,
And please don't hesitate to say her name,
Because it is something I long to hear everyday,
Friend please realize that I can never be the same,
But if you stand by me, you may like the new person I become someday.
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