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well placed kiss
Blew was this kiss . It whispered past your lips.
To land on the salty taste of sadness rolling down your cheek .
Oh woe is me , woe is me , woe is me.
Some might say it missed . But it didn't,
Because this kiss ,wasn't meant for pleasure.
But to try to ease your pain .
Woe is me , woe is me , woe is me.
I know its not easy , losing somebody you love.
Especially when its your mother.
Woe is me, woe is me.
At a time in your life when you so sorely need her.
Oh woe is me , woe is me, woe is me.