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Jun 2017
people keep speaking
I've got no time for thinking,
they say you can't **** a baby,
but maybe, just maybe.
the thing is, this is, my reality,
so many words in my head I think I've lost my sanity,
at the end of the day, it's my choice to make,
you can think what you'd like but please just give me a break.
there will be multiple poems under this name
WARNING-themes of abortion
dotty
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dotty  14/Other/hell
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