Abortion
All these people talk too much,
banter becomes an endless line;
Once you have responsibilities
rest assured you maintain control;
Tie her laces in Hell, wear her haloed heels;
It’s her body so it’s her life;
Once you think you’ll maintain control?
Nothing could be further from the truth.
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