My baby. My beautiful baby.
I feel you growing young one.
I feel the fertilized egg transforming into a human being.
I love you my young one and always will.
Your mine and that's makes me love you even more.
But your filled with genetics.
Your my mistake and my regret.
I'm sorry my young one.
You must not see the earth.
You must not know how the earth looks.
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 5:01 AM UTC
My baby. My beautiful baby.
I feel you growing young one.
I feel the fertilized egg transforming into a human being.
I love you my young one and always will.
Your mine and that's makes me love you even more.
But your filled with genetics.
Your my mistake and my regret.
I'm sorry my young one.
You must not see the earth.
You must not know how the earth looks.
