Achaean News
To Mommy...
Written by: Understudy of the Arts, Elora Ta'sa-Ithilien, K's Henchwoman
Date: Monday, October 10th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone
Mother, you were right, again.
I should have listened to you.
But instead I turned a deaf ear,
Mommy, what should I do?
Mother, I really loved him.
He said he loved me too.
I believed every word he said,
Mommy, he called me his Jewel.
Mother, I trusted him with my heart.
I have him everything I had.
How was I to know,
Mommy, that it would turn out bad?
Mother, I guess it's really true,
That the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Maybe love isn't what I'm meant for,
Mommy, I'm to be alone, unattached, and free.
Mother, my heart is broken now,
With no one here for it to mend.
So I'll wipe away my tears,
Mommy, and on my own I'll fend.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Scarlatan, in the year 404 AF.
To Mommy...
Written by: Understudy of the Arts, Elora Ta'sa-Ithilien, K's Henchwoman
Date: Monday, October 10th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone
Mother, you were right, again.
I should have listened to you.
But instead I turned a deaf ear,
Mommy, what should I do?
Mother, I really loved him.
He said he loved me too.
I believed every word he said,
Mommy, he called me his Jewel.
Mother, I trusted him with my heart.
I have him everything I had.
How was I to know,
Mommy, that it would turn out bad?
Mother, I guess it's really true,
That the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Maybe love isn't what I'm meant for,
Mommy, I'm to be alone, unattached, and free.
Mother, my heart is broken now,
With no one here for it to mend.
So I'll wipe away my tears,
Mommy, and on my own I'll fend.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Scarlatan, in the year 404 AF.