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My little innocent boySkriv ut Utskrift

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Every morning when I woke up,

He wasn’t there.

And every day when I came home from work,

He wasn’t there.

And every night when I went to bed,

Still he wasn’t there.

My dear son, the one I loved, was never home.

Where was he?

I didn’t know.

I tried to talk to him.

But obviously it didn’t help.

What was he doing?

I didn’t know.

All I know is that I loved him.

More than anything else.

I was so happy those few times he was home.

I made all his favourite food,

And stupid as I was, I gave him money.

A lot of money.

But how could I know?

That he spend all the money on stupid things.

Stupid things that ruined his life.

And also ruined mine.

People often tell me what a bad mother I was.

That never understood.

But have should I know,

That my little innocent boy,

Used drugs?

There’s a lot of things I could done different,

I know.

But now it’s to late.

My little boy is gone.

I will never see him again.

He’s resting in peace with his father in heaven.

With Jesus and the saints.




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