A tribute to my mother, whom I owe my whole life and can never repay. A tribute to all mothers, who struggle days and nights to put their children to bed peacefully at night. And most important of all, a tribute to all the wounded heart, who, despite the unfair battles and the strong enemies, still stand tall on the battlefield and fight till the last moment. "I think God has abandoned us, I tell her one evening, as the Clonazepam turns me delirious, God has abandoned us and everyone else, because why else are we suffering?" - The Pills, Part Vi - "You never ask for a child like me, and even if you do, I suppose you never ask for someone ridden with laughter and sadness mingled together in a basket made of unstable mental state and self-inflicted wounds." - A Rose for My Mother, Part II - Come join in the journey. Come join in the song. Come join the party. And fall in love with the poems.
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