Abortion
My baby, my baby
She was taken from me
Torn from my body
I was left in agony
I don't doubt that she felt it
I know that I did
Her body the size of my thumb from foot to head
They call this a sin, but what could I do
My mother said "Go"
So I had to
Sixteen and pregnant
Wow what a mess
But now that she's gone I hope she's at rest
Copyright © Angela Ramirez | Year Posted 2010
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