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May 2013
she’s pregnant with a boy

the size of a bean

with a heartbeat so loud that I’m affected by it.

I honestly feel like this child is mine

which crumples me

and ruins me

because if a 16 year old girl thought my baby was hers,

I would tell her that she might as well be infertile

But I’d apologize later.

But that baby will be the death of me

maybe he’ll teach me how to love
Mia Smith
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Mia Smith  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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