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I wrote this a few days after my mother's death, after I asked God why he took her. We knew that it was going to happen but I never told her simply "I love you". I regret that, and I'm angry because of it. Each line starts with a letter of her name. That's important to me, because it's almost like she's with me in my poem.
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My God, why did you take my mother?
Angles took the wrong one - not her - another.
Regret is a feeling that I feel everyday;
You took her from me, and I didn't say -
"I Love You, Mom," in my own way;
Only to hear her say it back to me.
God, why couldn't you just let us be?
She didn't deserve to die;
Didn't deserve to be in pain,
Only to leave me here asking you why -
Night after night when I cry in vain.
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