Twist of Fate
I don't see how people can go through it.
I mean it makes me want to vomit.
The person has to have another choice.
The only thing she hears is her own voice.
She doesn't know if she can give it up.
Its something that matters like a little pup.
If I go through with it, I don't know what I'm going to do.
Now its a part of me, this decision won't even affect you.
She has gotten use to it, she doesn't want to give it away.
Do you know how I feel, do you even realize the price I have to pay?
My emotions are everywhere, being pregnant is playing with my hormones.
I'm sorry for yelling and screaming, talking to you in those awful tones.
But we better go to the clinic and get this over with and done.
Giving this up is going to be so hard, were almost one.
Hold on honey, there has to be something, a different we can try.
I think I have an idea, and with this we won't even have to say goodbye.
I mean why go to the clinic and pay $500 dollars, that's dumb.
Lets just go downtown and give $20 to some random bum.
I'll have him punch you in the baby maker.
Don't worry sweetheart, we'll find a taker.
Finally we found a solution to our problem honey.
Now we don't have to go spend all that money.
***For Natalie Fikkema's contest, “Burlesque Twist”****
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