The Occurrence
Tears
All there is, is tears
The pain claws at my insides
Ripping out my hope with each gash
Each wracking breath
Brings another wave of sickness
And the blood
The pools and pools of blood
And then I know it is done
My child is gone
I am once again barren
Left with nothing
All there is, is tears
Tears
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