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Mama’s Little Girl

Wake up in the middle of the night…Mom is there with my wedding dress on the bed…it’s so weird when you haven’t seen someone in years…yet, when I see her in my dreams she’s just as scary as she once was…I feel as if I can reach out and touch her…but, it’s only an illusion…how is that you can leave someone behind to unburden yourself yet they can haunt you when you sleep as if they own you still…?

 

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About Regan

Artist of many mediums, lover, dreamer, thriver...drinker of fine malts; the chocolate ones that is.

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