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My mother is the first cigarette I ever smoked And the guilt that filled my lungs My mother is a park in Los Angeles Where I first learned about race My mother is when I ran away from home And swore never to come back My mother is the storm The horror, the fear, the helplessness My mother is my best friend Learning to share and keep my promises My mother is a broken heart The love letters I never sent My mother is my crowded city Shining lights and rush hour traffic My mother is the falling out The ripped photographs and tears My mother is the angry words My mother is regret My mother is the healing bond My mother is the wh

Little Miss No Name, Please don't cry, If you don't cry, I'll sing you a lullaby Little Miss No Name, Can't you see, All the wonderful things, You can be Little Miss no name, The world is not that bad, Just let go of all the things, That used to make you sad Little Miss No Name, You came from above, Little Miss No Name, Your name is Love