I lie in our bed,
The bed that made,
The life that I hold inside of me.
I take the knife and hold it tight,
But then baby kicks,
And I start in fright.
I realise I'm holding a precious,
And innocent life.
The knife falls,
And the tears fall too.
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ŞiirWhat happened to growing old together What happened to I fall You catch me What happened Tell me Please You left me behind And I don't know if I can survive To the end of this chapter I loved you But you left me In this world of pain and captor **I...
