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I imagine having a mother, one that would hold me when the tears just won't stop and tell me lies of how everything will be alright.
Her voice will always be sweeter than honey and just soft as any stuffed animal.
And when I cry out in the middle of the night she will be there, cradling me with her warmth and the feeling of safety which only a mother could provide.
It wouldn't matter that my hands were stained with the blood of the innocent nor that I was nothing more than an empty shell of what was once human. She would still love and sing to me.
The lullaby would be something made for me and me alone, lyrics pouring from her heart. They will melt away all my fears and bring me comfort.
And screams of my victims will finally fade into the background, and for once I will be able to rest. My dreams won't be filled with scared faces or blood covered places. It would be nothing but utter darkness, something which only I could find welcoming.
And no matter how far I lose myself in it I shall not be overtaken by it, for I know that when I open my eyes I will be met once again with her gentle smile.