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Jane Doe's Sadness Within

It was cold night in early December full of passion and promises made. Mom and dad not thinking about tomorrow Just living for the day. Then mommy told daddy she was six weeks late He told her that he was leaving in the morning. Packed up his things and moved out of state. So mommy cursed daddy and me, the baby He wishing we were both dead and growing up with her hating me. Oh mommy, Can't you learn to love me? As the tears roll down my face and my tiny heart breaks. Oh mommy, why did you make me go hungry? As I sit and stare at my empty plate. I love you mommy, what I wouldn't do. Just to hear you say....... "I love you my sweet angel, my precious baby."

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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