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Legs spread, mind scattered Organs decay, insides battered The thought runs wild “did it even ever matter?” Blood pours, like wine Ripe berries, already burst “Childs joy was never mine" Tears follow, a mother cursed Blood fills the floor Search begins for something more Ripening fear begins to mild Dire sorrow fills mothers core Lifeless child, fresh of womb A mistake, time has forgot Too ripe, child now faces tomb And a sorrow, mother lays distraught
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC
youthful blood
Legs spread, mind scattered Organs decay, insides battered The thought runs wild “did it even ever matter?” Blood pours, like wine Ripe berries, already burst “Childs joy was never mine" Tears follow, a mother cursed Blood fills the floor Search begins for something more Ripening fear begins to mild Dire sorrow fills mothers core Lifeless child, fresh of womb A mistake, time has forgot Too ripe, child now faces tomb And a sorrow, mother lays distraught
#miscarriage#death#depression#motherhood#babies#fetus
Snakeskin
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Snakeskin
17/Transgender Male
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC
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