Making HIstory

She wants to die and disappear

Pretend she wasn't here

Just leave without a trace

Leaving no copy of her face.



I said b ut you should leave behind

A song, a verse, a poem

As comples as now, you are

To mesmerize earth's children



We are all her children

May she last long enough for us to be history

As your children devour your pro choice (one at a time)

I want you to at least remember me.



Mother have time to remember me.

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