I wrote this poem about a man who left his
mother to fight for his country
Tell my mom not to be sad ************ tell her to be moor then glad
Cuz our enemies situation gets moor and moor bad when her son gets any mad
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tell my mom that I was brave ********* tell her I didn't fear from the grave
but don't tell her that they didn't let me in safe
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tell my mom that I wasn't fake****** tell her that I did what I wanted to make
but don't tell her that I've paid more than I can take
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tell my mom that I fought ************** tell her that I made them writing deaths note
but don’t tell her that they got me in their slot
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tell my mom that I was great ************ tell her that I didn’t make it any late
but don’t tell her that my both hands fingers became eight
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tell my mom that I was the best *************** tell her that I didn’t take any rest
but don’t tell her that they left a sharp spear in my chest
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tell my mom: I love you ****************** and whatever they do
they won’t put my head in the low
but please don’t tell her
that by now I’ll be not in but under the low
