When you grow in me
It feels that you are mine
Though I never see you, I love you already
It breaks me apart
You have to go and leave me behind
Happiness seems far away
Do I have any chance to have you again, my future child?
Please give me another possibility to be your mother..
To hold you, to raise you
To love you, always
But, I have to let you go
And broken heart is holding me
Still....
(Bunda)
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be patient, dear...
your time will come. and god has prepare it for you. he always makes things beautiful, just in time...
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