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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Personal · #858948
Burying the past that never had a future...
He was my baby
My precious little boy
He was my hope
My bundle of joy

He was my miracle
A shock most dear
He was my dream
No cause to fear

He was a victim
Ripped from place
He was departed
From my body’s embrace

He was never buried
Pointless they said
He never was born
He wasn’t dead.

He is but a memory
Full of my pain
He is the reason
Life won’t be the same.

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