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From my mothers arms cast aside
and sent to heaven to reside.
Single tear lingers in my eye,
and my mind still questions, "Why?"
I ask my mother down below,
where is the love you could not show.
You did not hear me when I cried,
as you left me lying outside.
On the steps of a cheap motel,
you sold your mortal soul to hell.
Left behind a bundle to weep,
and laid your weary head to sleep.
Does the baby you left behind,
still weigh upon your troubled mind.
Do you still hear my cries at night.
and wish you could make it all right.
I am happy up here above,
because I have the angel's love.
I miss my mother down below,
and all the love she could not show.
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