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abortion (Free verse) by darylchew

kill me break my bones. suck me in they shall revel in my bloody demise bathe in my blood feast on my meat forgotten, i will be only to be remembered, in nightmares and sweaty bedsheets (for your conscience haunts) what were you thinking, on that day that created me? a moment of blunder, impatience screw you. body flung through windshield. rest in peace; i will for, my death is avenged.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 29-Aug-04/4:26 AM
If current trends in abortion continue, do you think there will come a day when all the aborted foeti come back to bite us? Also, do you think that every time we abort something, we are also aborting a bit of ourselves?




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