[ WP ] Write a poem about losing a mother figure .

She sat on that leather chair. 
 Smiling and without a care. 
 She was living worry free. 
 Her face, round, young and healthy. 
 
 I remembered the times we had. 
 As she carried me, through good and bad. 
 A beautiful woman who always put me first. 
 A beautiful woman who lived her life cursed. 
 
 She looked at me and smiled. 
 An emotion filled with unsaid lies. 
 And in the end, it pained to see what I saw because, 
 
 
 It was a woman who did n't know who her son was. 
 
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