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Collin D. Downs Mar 2010
I listen in
And all I hear
Is a soft beat
My ear pressed hard
I feel a tremor
And a quick pound
My face pressed down
My nose tingles
I smell all of her
My mouth is dry
I cant breath
I only taste fear
My eyes are closed
Pressed too tight
I see my blood pulse

And again
I hear another kick
Against my face
It’s a hard kick
My nose flares
I catch a faint whiff
I try and swallow
******* excitement
Open my eyes
I see the ultrasound

I catch a gasp
She grabs my hand
Smells like sweat
I bit my tongue
See the tiny hands

I hear life
I feel life
I smell life
I taste life
I see life

Her name is Angelina

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