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Motherhood is a fetal nector Sitting between life and death so surely She knows of death more purely A death so deceaseable it rarely lasts 9 months illusioned so fast The child that breaths rarely bottles in it her death He mocks mans will he bleaches his mind like a quill He blesses a curse He mounds a tie which takes months to rehearse He is ****** for sure The one who mistakes him as a cure She is sitting extra keen Pain breeched in her spleen Blood so lost as lost as she A mould a decay Gods brutality Her heart crunched in her hand He is so lost he is so worried Affabled by the death in his hands which is buried Utter silence and silence again Silence and silence again But than a baby cries next to a grave The world learns to breath again The heart weaves again A treasure to retain
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Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 10:42 AM UTC
Premature birth
Motherhood is a fetal nector Sitting between life and death so surely She knows of death more purely A death so deceaseable it rarely lasts 9 months illusioned so fast The child that breaths rarely bottles in it her death He mocks mans will he bleaches his mind like a quill He blesses a curse He mounds a tie which takes months to rehearse He is ****** for sure The one who mistakes him as a cure She is sitting extra keen Pain breeched in her spleen Blood so lost as lost as she A mould a decay Gods brutality Her heart crunched in her hand He is so lost he is so worried Affabled by the death in his hands which is buried Utter silence and silence again Silence and silence again But than a baby cries next to a grave The world learns to breath again The heart weaves again A treasure to retain
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Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 10:42 AM UTC
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