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-3- I did not have a name, [Shapeless] I was ephemeral at moments but I was loved for existing, regardless of the pain and the torments. No justification needed, no explanations necessary. "Just you and I baby" "We'll get through this together" I thought I heard, but what were words, and what was meaning? -5- When I was inside her, I had no worries or thoughts. Ignorance was truly bliss, no tumultuous introspections necessary. I had no doubts, no need for identity. I was one with time [moving] Little did she know me. Well, as much as she knew herself. -7- Less space to swim, but your soothing voice became more than a dream. Who were you? Aside from everything to me. Without me, you'd be fine. But mother, you were my source of life. I sank. -9- And right before my clock marked nine, yours marked ten. I came to the world. But the world wasn't yet a possibility. All I knew is that I was born and that I had been living inside my mom. -1- "I'm bleeding, I am not pregnant after all"
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Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
Inside My Mother
-3- I did not have a name, [Shapeless] I was ephemeral at moments but I was loved for existing, regardless of the pain and the torments. No justification needed, no explanations necessary. "Just you and I baby" "We'll get through this together" I thought I heard, but what were words, and what was meaning? -5- When I was inside her, I had no worries or thoughts. Ignorance was truly bliss, no tumultuous introspections necessary. I had no doubts, no need for identity. I was one with time [moving] Little did she know me. Well, as much as she knew herself. -7- Less space to swim, but your soothing voice became more than a dream. Who were you? Aside from everything to me. Without me, you'd be fine. But mother, you were my source of life. I sank. -9- And right before my clock marked nine, yours marked ten. I came to the world. But the world wasn't yet a possibility. All I knew is that I was born and that I had been living inside my mom. -1- "I'm bleeding, I am not pregnant after all"
I moved in without permission, inside my mother. It is true that she did not choose it, but was it vandalism? I exist because she thought of me as existent. That mere fact was enough for her to give me a place to stay, with food, music, affection and uninterested care. Nowadays, mothers like mine fly.
#abortion#freedom#speech#love#life#maybeapoem
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kapu
18/Las Nubes.
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
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