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I melted into your arms, Blood pulling from my mouth as you stared at me with no emotion, I cried out as I looked at the blood that came from my stomach, My baby, my love, my love was gone. I woke in the hospital three weeks later, The doctors congratulated me on my survival, But my baby was the one they should be congratulating. Not me, I should be dead, My baby should be with her grandmother, Not dead. Weeks later, I seen you, on death row, for murdering of a human child. My baby. I watch your terrified eyes as they sat you in the chair, I watched you quiver in fear. I watched you take your last breath, And I smiled that day. My baby lay down in my arms as I thought of her brother, My smile faltered, but I stood and left to soon. But my baby, my baby girl lay happily, giggling in her crib as I tickled her sides and smiled happily down at her. You took a part of me with you that day, my baby boy I hope and pray to god never got to see you in heaven. Or I will personally claw your eyes out and drag you to hell myself. ~ Kat Herondale.
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
My Baby.
I melted into your arms, Blood pulling from my mouth as you stared at me with no emotion, I cried out as I looked at the blood that came from my stomach, My baby, my love, my love was gone. I woke in the hospital three weeks later, The doctors congratulated me on my survival, But my baby was the one they should be congratulating. Not me, I should be dead, My baby should be with her grandmother, Not dead. Weeks later, I seen you, on death row, for murdering of a human child. My baby. I watch your terrified eyes as they sat you in the chair, I watched you quiver in fear. I watched you take your last breath, And I smiled that day. My baby lay down in my arms as I thought of her brother, My smile faltered, but I stood and left to soon. But my baby, my baby girl lay happily, giggling in her crib as I tickled her sides and smiled happily down at her. You took a part of me with you that day, my baby boy I hope and pray to god never got to see you in heaven. Or I will personally claw your eyes out and drag you to hell myself. ~ Kat Herondale.
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
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