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Dec 2012
It came out positive
I can't breathe
I wish I could faint
But my body stays conscious
Was it worth it, Luca?
His eyes on your body for those twenty minutes
His lips on your neck
His breath on your ear
I don't look different
I don't feel the life growing inside of me
Do I destroy the object of our bond?
This isn't an object...
This is a person
This is a baby
This is my baby
Burnout
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   Ellyn k Thaiden
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