Regrets (here and after)

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This is one of my many veiws on abortion. This poem basically states that since she broke her promise to bare the next heir then she's sentenced to death. As it should be today! Enjoy!

Submitted: January 16, 2013

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Thy womb is bare,

No worries to care.

Thy burden is gone,

With broken bonds.

 

Thy heart is filled,

With great despair.

Thy choice is clear,

No beds to prepare.

 

Thy love's in heaps,

With no promises to keeps.

Thy oaths are torn,

Since none were born.

 

Thy beat is low,

And thoughts do flow.

Thy time is short,

Too many memories to sort.


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