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Chris
Poems
Jan 2019
Unborn
Knuckle crown of anger rage
Blood broken upon the face
Trembling fear
Kind of likes the taste
She sits here by bedside of womb child to protect....
Providing a future on carpet plate ....
Where a dead father now rests his head...
Written by
Chris
34/M/San Antonio TX
(34/M/San Antonio TX)
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