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Apr 2020
If my womb is empty

And possibly even broken

Then why do your feelings for me revolve around that?

I can have kids and be with him

Or I can't and be with you?

These are decisions not quite made alone

You see my womb is empty

She may even die before her time

She wasn't build strong

And I don't know what she can hold

All I know
Is she hasn't held anything

She may never

But do not love me
Or do not not love me

Because of what she may or may not one day hold.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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