21c

I used to spend all my summers laying on the roofs
21c like a dream with no proof
That it ever did exist
That it wasn't just a dream it seems to persist
My little place I could go & see your face, smell the food you made
I could reculant the taste
Remember that horrible fish stew you made, we laughed for like a day
& you'd be tired when you'd come home from work, put your legs up on the couch cause they hurt.
& I fetched you a couple GNT's
I'd do the same the same thing, the same demon is In me.
Dear momma, we're so much alike, so much the same. So much alive
& every single tear that I cry, every smile I create, every word that I write.
You used to talk to me like I was a grown man, I always loved that about you so know that.
You would say to me that I'm preclosed cause I watched you, the object of my focus.
To this day momma, you're my hero.



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Nimier
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