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My girl don't sit next to me and play on the swings She's in my mind just doing those things Sometimes I wish I wasn't a chicken and I could see you more Should of pushed harder but how can you when its a c section Running around alone when you should have a family Giving all your baby clothes away Its like better than a miscarriage but its not because you know she's somewhere laughing in someone else's house Your scared to tell people your feelings because we are all supposed to get old and have kids What if you didn't have your kid no more and your not "mom" Then you know how it feels when everything's gone Jealousy's a deadly sin but I am already dead inside I know you can't have what I can but why does it mean you can take it in the first place This is eating me inside but I think about is you sitting on the swing set outside.
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Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 9:05 PM UTC
Missing You
My girl don't sit next to me and play on the swings She's in my mind just doing those things Sometimes I wish I wasn't a chicken and I could see you more Should of pushed harder but how can you when its a c section Running around alone when you should have a family Giving all your baby clothes away Its like better than a miscarriage but its not because you know she's somewhere laughing in someone else's house Your scared to tell people your feelings because we are all supposed to get old and have kids What if you didn't have your kid no more and your not "mom" Then you know how it feels when everything's gone Jealousy's a deadly sin but I am already dead inside I know you can't have what I can but why does it mean you can take it in the first place This is eating me inside but I think about is you sitting on the swing set outside.
maria-clary
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24/F/Minot, ND USA
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 9:05 PM UTC
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