A WET MISCARRIAGE

Please, you are not a mistake,
Out of love is what you were made.
Do not listen to what they said,
As long as I am your mother you will be safe.

Wait, at least let me give you a name,
Before you trade yourself to save my shame.
I was ready to protect you from all the blame,
I don’t care that I have to burn my life in flame.

I would cut myself with a thousand blades,
If it means you will stay under my care and aids.
I know heaven is a better place; – but,
I have fallen in love with you without knowing your face.

It hurts me that you choose to leave,
Know that inside me you will always live.
I heard your last wish,
Okay, I will get through this grieve, I promise.

YOUR STORY

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